FEEL
For 25 years I looked at them, I portrayed them, I captured them, in order to keep them forever. Migrating and maintaining close relationships seemed to be two incompatible concepts. But they turned out not to be.
I watch them hanging on my walls and listen to their recorded voices, our conversations. And suddenly the language, what they say, no longer matters. It doesn't matter if they look at me. It doesn't matter if they are no longer here.
It's about that feeling that you get when you close your eyes and you don't see them anymore, you feel them.
SIENTO
Cuando abro los ojos los retrato, cuando cierro los ojos los escucho. Durante 25 años los miré, los retraté, los capturé para quedármelos para siempre. Emigrar y mantener relaciones estrechas parecían dos conceptos incompatibles. Pero resultaron no serlos. Los observo colgados en mis paredes y escucho sus voces grabadas, nuestras conversaciones. Y de repente no importa el idioma o lo que dicen. No importa si me miran. No importa si ya no están. Es sobre esa sensación que te da cuando cierras los ojos y ya no los ves, los sentís.When I open my eyes, I portray them. When I close them, I listen.