Leo la ciudad con sus imágenes fragmentadas; sus pergaminos borrosos. Retrato lo cercano, lo común y lo lejano. Las imágenes descubren el poder de lo cotidiano. Me detengo en el parque. Ahí, no avanzo ni retrocedo; me concentro en las diferencias y las similitudes. Tomo la fotografía de un conjunto, un detalle, una mirada y una mano. Una temporalidad cambiante.
A blind or semi-blind world
These young boys and girls are poor, some of them abandoned, other live in refugee camps, and not only that they are also blind. A triple jeopardy in an unjust world. With some exceptions, they lost their sight in the places where they live very possibly by a curable disease. A group of albino children with a very limited vision share a classroom with these completely blind children in Tika Village in the outskirts of Nairobi in a private school. They receive classes from teachers who are also blind or with poor vision.
El Escribano – The street public clerk
Words of disappointment, love, secrets and promises. Letters to relatives or correspondence to government departments. The street public clerk is a job on the verge of extinction. Don Luis, from a small town in Jalisco, is the last of the species in many parts of Mexico. Every day he walks with his donkey, crossing the town, carrying his Streamliner typewriter, a wooden table and a machete to the main square where he installs his business office.
After reading García Márquez’s book “Cartas del Bosque”, about a street public clerk, I found out that in the north of the State of Jalisco there was still one functioning. I traveled there, found and followed him on his way, while, with his hat on his head and his working and protection tools, he walks the streets of the town.