Run run el nagual se fue pa'l norte | 12 Photograph - Limited Edition of 7

In times of migrations, disappearances, the ghosts of the human being wander through inhospitable places and underlying I tell the presence of a magical world, the accompaniment of naguals, living between the place of the dead and the living. This work opens a window to the incorporeal; On the other hand, I invite you to take a walk alongside, in search of a second reality, not an imaginary one. Absence is a form of oxymoron, it is a line in constant evolution, it is the objectivity of existence and the subjectivity of experience going through it, it is the past and the present, death and life. It is everything that is discovered there, but also everything that is still hidden there. In short, it opens like a wound under the scrutiny of a blind sun. This writing of the dream migration is caused here by a pictorial tension, and we suppose that it was sought almost constantly in this absents, whom I want to designate symbolically as actors of the narrative of the work and not simple models. The nagual is our essence, our being in pursuit of his freedom and the traces he leaves in his walk, are the cultural traces of an ancient blood. We descend from the North, and we will return to the North.