I have been working with the city for several years. Questioning the territory in which I live and building a new identity, my identity. A look from the strange and the new at the beginning to achieve recognition in what is in front of me.
These cities with work represent the mirror as an image of reflection on their own identity. This duality between Narcissus and the Vampire of which Fontcuberta speaks in his book The Kiss of Judas: photography and truth: “someone who pursues the reflection of the one who lacks.” We keep ourselves in a constant paradox looking for ourselves. The horizon of the utopia of being. There’s no horizon. We are intervals. The counterpoint between what we think we are and what we should be. There is no up or down. Symmetry breaks, colors invade each other. In these collages there is an attempt to reframe and recompose our thousand facades.