As soon as I got this roll back from the lab I knew it has something special with those strange tones, as if it was an old holiday picture taken by your grandparents…

Photography is always a collaboration, if you shoot someone you need to be on the same wavelength and understand what is happening in each process. This photo, it seems to me, is an example of the fact that Ira and I understood each other…

I was staying in a beautiful design hotel which showcased a lot of historic black and white images of the village during the 50’s and 60’s. Walking around those halls definitely inspired me to create this photo with analog...

Heavily influenced by the work of swiss designers such as Josef Müller-Brockmann, etc. Using ink blots on paper to then create a poster focusing on layout, typography and colour…

I played a keyboard solo only with one finger. Not normal for me, as you may know, I can’t stand just looking at those beautiful black and white knobs…

I didn’t feel comfortable making noise while the girls were getting ready for rehearsal. They were all completely focused on their score so I tried to act like an invisible person to not disturb them. Quite difficult because the shutter of analog cameras is quite noisy…

A friend of mine was telling me he had been anxious about a few things in his life and the only advice I could find to give him was to not overthink it and to accept that times of trouble are inevitable…

I would like the original size of this photo to be exhibited in this type of forest during the summer months. I wish people could watch what winter looks like...

On the way up I was so grumpy, cold and hangry that I could barely stand the words of encouragement of our guide. I was so mad at him to make me do that. But once we arrived to the top... Oh, boy!....

I really do love photographer Daniel Arnold. He takes amazing candids in social events of his friends and colleagues, so collaborating with him would be super fun....

At this point in my trip I was running fairly low in color negative film and was fearing that I would have to far more austere to make the film last. Fortunately on the way to Yellowstone I found a decent photo store in Bozeman that had but three rolls of 120 C-41 film in...

I had just decided to go outside to take some photos. I stepped outside my apartment, turned into a street, and it was there: within sixty seconds of being outside I saw something...

Camera imprisoned in ice. It looks quite funny I think...

Now from a distance I can observe how these drawings marked the beginning of my search in drawing, a search sometimes to better represent what I want to express, and other times to...

Through procedures involving identity theft and plagiarism of documents, there have been many cases of southern cattle ranches that have been used as a front to obtain these livestock labels...

When I sleep, everything is worse, because the meaninglessness of my reality here is enhanced...

I didn't know that by dividing the portrait into vertical sections and arranging them in different ways, two people with completely different expressions could emerge from one person...

Right hand, working, drawing. On tiptoe, stealthy. Between reticules receipt...

Little protest against Photoshop today. Real 3D life works better and doesn't even need any rendering...

This project arises from the idea of a false joy, portrayed from those moments that force us to expose our best fake smile...

I've never been good at waking up to see the sunrise over my breakfast plate. Maybe if I did I'd see the magic of sweaty eggs smiling up at the sun and I would be forced to have the most perfect productive day...

I took this picture one day when I went for a walk in the woods, I met a guy who was running at full speed and just as he passed in front of my lens he pronounced those words that remained in my mind....

In painting, I try to focus on gestures that are increasingly distant from a recognizable image. Starting from intuition and not having certainty of what will happen on paper...

My grandpa always had this special grumpy judgemental facial expression that lasted for a couple of seconds. He always wore his Birkenstock sandals and had very dry and crusty feet which made a very nasty sound by rubbing into the sandals...

That afternoon Yuhan accompanied me to take a portrait of a friend. We were on our way back when I noticed a beautiful light along the beach. That day was the last day I used...

As well as all your collection of artificial plants that never managed to come to life...

I officially moved to Amsterdam in January and have loved it here, but with the confinement I feel like I've experienced an alternate version of what Amsterdam is like, like this reflection....

If you don't see the system that systematically oppresses and discriminates against women every day in every part of the world, you may be part of it. Recognizing who we are, recognizing the problem and changing...

Quisimos desarrollar una imagen limpia y libre de pretensiones que acompañe estos platos que parecen llegar de otro mundo…