For all of you who like black and white photographs, well, here are some. Landscapes that I took some time ago. It is difficult (not impossible) to go back to seeing the world with a new eye…

A photograph acquires it’s identity when stripped of colour. Similar to the concept ‘chair’, for example, which can be applied to an infinite number of objects that might have the qualities of a chair, the concept encompasses all of them in abstraction.

O en castellano:

Para todos aquellos que gusten de l blanco y negro, aquí tienen algunas. Paisajes que tomé hace un buen tiempo.

Me parece hoy difícil (no imposible) regresar a ver el mundo con un nuevo ojo.

Una foto adquiere su identidad cuando se le quita el color. De la misma manera que el concepto “silla”, por ejemplo, puede aplicarse a un sin número de objetos que puedan tener los específicos de una silla, el concepto los incluye a todos.

A beautiful metaphor for the final approach:

…Holding himself close that he not escape from himself for he felt it over and over, that lightness that he took for his  soul and which stood so tentatively at the door of his corporeal self. Like some light-footed animal that stood testing the air at an open door of a cage. He heard the distant toll of bells from the cathedral in the  city and he heard his own breath soft and uncertain in the cold and dark of the child’s playhouse in that alien land where he lay in his blood. Help me, he said. If you think I’m worth it.               Amen.