This is a homage to a dear place that’s been in my family for generations (1950s). Back then the area surrounding it was mainly desert but over the years it has turned into a city. However this second home has been neglected and has slowly been deteriorating as we all have indulged and drifted into ourselves. Today this place has remained for nostalgic feelings and to remind us of what once was.
The purpose of my work is to create a makeshift person who resembles a distant version of a relative, an entity from another world revisiting the broken fragments of a home away from home.
These images reflect the absence of a life that was once the reality of my family, the daydreaming that came along with this space have now become fleeting memories that have
been left behind in the form of broken-down furniture, decaying walls and a crumbling infrastructure.
Nowadays our government takes for granted our heritage and the culture that’s found in our buildings in favor for the new and shiny. Very much in the same ways in which this place has been neglected until it will eventually die out and replaced with something new.
