I go back as if time never stopped. I return to the mirror of an innocent smile. The memories stop in front of the image of my childhood. Les Santes. The city that saw me growing up, Mataró. I am a child again, playing the game of observing and portraying. Like ten years ago. This game is the prophecy of my work. It is a long journey from purity, through solitude, to zenith. Photography, once again, as a window where to show time and memory, allowing me to reconnect with my origins and to give light again to create a poetic narrative. Shadows and light become symbols and myths, and in that awareness I explore the eternal magic of storytelling. The origin, the light – Lux.
Gloria a Les Santes!