If the world was a puzzle where every piece was a different culture, we could say that the game is getting smaller every day. Modern communications are destroying local custom, wiping out the traditional spirit. The contrasts that make the charm of our planet are erased giving way to a monotonous uniformity from which the folklores disappear. The global cultural identity that was combined with plurality is moving into a global singularity… 

In this series of clichés, I tried to capture the notion of cultural plurality, as the world is not “one”, but multiple. 

Instants of discovery, moments where local authenticity is revealed through every face, every look, every gesture. Initiatory trips, magic trips… 

Silver Prints, Baryta Paper