ANÁLISIS

2002                reeditadas en 2013

Try to find me

Try to get back to who I am or who I was

or both

The world around me changed

I wasn't feeling myself anymore

I was trying to find myself again

Who am I now?

What do I want?

Death made me pragmatic.

I had a lot of questions that needed a quick answer.

I saw the death of my stepfather at age 18

He died at home

with us

This experience leaves an invisible trace forever.

Is not a mark is a long trace, time and space.

I felt decisions needed to be taken quickly.

It felt there was no much time left.

ANALISIS (1998-2002)

This series of photographs was created after the loss of my stepfather, who passed away when I was eighteen. An unexpected illness took him within a month. His absence touched my youth deeply and left a quiet, lasting trace across time and space.

In the midst of this change, I no longer felt fully myself. I searched for a way back — to who I was, to who I might become. Death made me pragmatic; questions rose quickly, and decisions felt urgent.

The images are part of this process of grieving. Through self-portraits and photographs of my close surroundings — my bedroom and home — I tried to gather together the pieces of a life that had been unsettled, to gently recompose myself.