Black Lives

Black Lives is a movie, an exposition, a book with no marked pages. It is about stories. Stories of memories, of names and last names, of words that could define an existence, of photographs that keep this same existence between distance, warmth, present, future.

A portrait will always be a signature. With time the letters change, the faces change, the lips change, the eyes say other things. What Does Your Portrait Want of Me? It's a video, an exhibition with one look inside the other, an ID card, a work permit, a passport for before and after. Pay good attention to what each one of these portraits have to say: fine risk, transparency, loneliness.

A portrait will always be a portrait. An open book. A verdict.
When the photographer exposes himself to the “other”, there will either be the truth or the suicide.There is no “more or less” portrait. A portrait isn't a sunset. It can be a scream or an extract from a long silence. Wherever in the world, this "other" will always be himself. The photographer is the one that must change. It is up to him to perceive the invisible skin that is present between one and the other in order to explode in a photograph. The truth portrait leaves no trace. It's not a question of shining the perfect light onto the other. Nightfall in the midday sun image. A portrait it's not about outdoor lighting. It's also not about discovering the inner beauty - that meager thought of modernity with artificial intelligence. In rare cases a portrait is able to go beyond a word. Like a name and last name. In each one of them the question decides what is to come: who are you? What does your portrait want of me?

Find out about a secret
Take a good look. A woman alone, shifted to the right in 60% of the photo makes the portrait also alone. In a non-mental photograph, everything is harmony: stairs, bag, light box, doors, windows, diagonal roof, black and white fading in the timeline. Do you know why this happens? Because the eyes don't gaze. The eyes perceive.