It was easy to be
a passing cloud,
giving you shade,
taking it away,
offering you its outline,
whenever you sought it.
And now my absence,
and yours,
and a clear sky,
and nothing to write.
Photography by Luis Daniel Jaimes Martínez.
Born in Sonora, a Sinaloan by choice. I film, photograph, write, and above all, observe. I seek to shape ideas in order to create, with them, and with ourselves.