"It is an ephemeral game: the suspicion in front of the mirror of not recognize the reflection of our own image. An intangible voiceless dialogue that it leaves no trace.

The horror and seductiveness of being seen by "the other" and in a concious way, in the front of the mechanical eye of penetrating gaze, to get carried away by infinitesimal movement beyond the time of our existence

These portraits are the existence of that instance.

The desire to take in and preserve presences destined to disappear.

"Landscapes of uncertain dimensions where discover other eyes like mirrors...or like windows."

Carles Roig