Projects
inkblot.
inkblot (2024)
The past few years of my life have been of great introspection and self doubt. I discovered that helping other people wherever and whenever I can, is something that brings me joy. With this realization came the immediate questioning of “Do I help people because I want to do something good and help? Or do I help people because it brings me fulfillment?”. Everyday I question my actions in a never ending cycle of “Am I a good person?” and what that means. An ouroboros of self doubt and loathing. This is the mentality that I wanted to show through my art. This blot of black over my consciousness is a visual I wanted to portray through a noir introspective view.
I used the black ink and otherworldly look of the photos as a visual of the mind of the character we are following through the series. Just like the back and forth and omnipotence of self doubt in my psyche, the black ink is ever present and in all things. The narrative I wanted to focus on was a vigilante doing a good act in stopping a criminal but you begin to see that maybe it's not a noble or fair cause. The use of the black ink was a visual I curated because it was the one that resonated the most with the emotions and thoughts that have been encircling my consciousness for a few years.
What Inspires Me?
Authentic Representation (2024)
Authentic Representation (2024)
The year of 2024 was a year of self discovery for me. I was
doing a lot of thinking on who I am, where I come from, and where
I am going. The culmination of these thoughts has been shown to
me visually by the work I created for this project.
The process of shooting this project began with thinking
about places or scenes that I remember from my childhood.
Memories and experiences that shaped me and my identity. On top
of thinking of locations, I began thinking about the factor of
religion in my life. I grew up catholic but for a few years I was
agnostic. The pressure of strict Mexican religious parents as a
kid was a big part of me not believing in God for a long while.
After I got confirmed the forceful nature of churchgoing wore
off, on top of the pandemic my family lessened their church
visits. After that the belief slowly wore off until the past few
months where that belief slowly began returning. My father,
although raising me catholic, is not a catholic himself. He does
believe in god, but is also very spiritual and very curious in
what other cultures and religions believe. My father was born and
raised in the city of Cuernavaca Mexico where he learned of his
native roots and identified with it heavily.
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