“A picture which was already there appears.”

What gives the motivation to make these photographs? I have stuck to this question since my first trips in Mexico and in the United States. Just like a latent image coming from a random mixture between the present, the collective imaginary and the personal memory. A combination of indefinite things uniting to create an impression of obviousness and feeling like the scene already happened. Roadside motels, cactus, warm air, sunburns.

I see this as a construction made of a huge load of past elements, lived and not lived experiences: a book, a movie, a song, a page from a magazine, some snippets of conversation overheard in the subway.

This work is from the Saltillo Variations series in which I experiment with picture decomposition, bringing my photos to the limits of abstraction and trying to understand what component of the scene justified my choices, while turning representational art into pure sensation.

There’s obviously something to understand.