“Where gods live”
A personal approach to several open fronts in our lives, remembering where we came from, until the day when we reached the limit of the border between what we have lived and what we still have to live, like a time consumed and never recorded in images, messy in an imaginary photo album. Probably, we realize that all that time we have spent has passed too fast.
This personal project is about the evolution of situations in the time I lived and am living, they could be memories and that is why I destroy any barrier or wall that crosses my path. You learn to say no, and not to waste time with grotesque, inquisitorial, stupid situations, and they bring me closer to that rebellion and disobedience that we all have inside.
—We drown in a glass of water
Probably yes, it seems as if we have gone through life leaving wounded enemies in the gutter of our lives.Demons that live with gods that are raised together since we are born and feed the egos while we are doing things and live. It is an internal struggle with which one day you get up without knowing what is happening and you wonder about your existence. Depression, anxiety, more open fronts, demons and gods dancing in your head, we do not know where to go.
That internal conclusion that forces you, whether you like it or not, to understand those gods and demons and learn to live with them or you are a loser.
—You're wrong, I do not consider myself a loser.
Evolution is always an inevitable loss of innocence and it is necessary to escape or live in society as eyewitnesses and notaries of what happened.
Where gods live is the seed of a team photo essay "Everyone has a story" during a European Union grant workshop started in 2011 in Chania, Crete.