Documentary Photography

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Years devoted to photojournalism, one day I crossed the threshold to the magical realism.

 

There breathe my work, one of my worlds, where earth and suns beat free.

 

All roads have their stories, and I suspect the beauty of walk them, being a photographer walker, is the unpredictable.

 

Open to touch the light spraying oblivion, dreaming the day as an intense shoot, weaving the world with thread of silence.

The work I move this year are photographs taken exclusively in Latin America. From north to south, from 2007 to 2014