Figuras congeladas en trance
Drawing





These drawings were created from black and white photographs from early past century, taken out of the old trunks that belonged to my grandparents and close friends. Photography freezes a moment that is perpetuated; drawing recalls the photographic take, producing a second glance, interpreting its contexts and building them at the same time. Constructions, interpretations and the reconstruction of memories and images of a world that is no longer familiar, only fragments of the identity of places that are more or less neutral. That is the exercise.