Tuesday, June 9, 2020

quarantined

Panama city under quarantine. 76 days locked in and counting
in January 2011 I decided to start a 12 month project: to photograph my family -myself included- every month of the year, soon it took a life of its own.

It has become a study in the passage of time. On aging. On the little things that we didn’t even know were important. It’s what we hold and what we wear that often holds the key. The little unnoticed gestures that overtime hold most meaning.

It has slowly also evolved into a new way of looking at the oldest tradition in photography, the family portrait. We stand immutable, even if ever changing, against a backdrop that continuously fluctuates.


To see previous months click on the links below:



2019
Hotel California
Havana
Coiba
Cambutal 

2018
Opus 40 repeat 

2017
December- Blue
November- Cambutal beach
October_ Dream of turtles
April- Transitions
Memories of woodstock
February- Bright lights
January Stranded 

2016
December- Valle de Anton
November- and then there were five
October- Pura Vida
September- Gone Surfin'
August- Golden
July- Searching for a mattress 
June - Erased
February- Paper towns