I recently found an old camera that belonged to my Grandma, my dear one who rests in peace, and decided to start taking pictures so I can document my youth like she did and put these pictures in an album. The important context about this? I never felt like doing this because I found there was no one in my life worth sharing it with or that I thought would stay until I’m old when these memories become gold, borderline thought it was dumb.
Personally, after my grandma passed out I found myself really disconnected to any blood family, half cut contact with them, but it unexpectedly opened space in my mind and heart for new people, all of them I love, but found two of which I believe are my chosen family.
This is dedicated to Leonor, Felipe and Esther, my grandma.
Not sure what order but;
1. My 23rd birthday, in spring, so it's spring themed. I can't put it in words but I'll cherish this picture forever.
2. Leo, Leonor, looking at herself in the mirror, you're so pretty, love. I can't wait to show this to your kids when we're older.
3. Captured by my friend on our way to an italian restaurant, It made me believe in this thing people say, that when someone that loves you takes a photo of you, that love will be shown through it, as they're capturing a moment of what you look like through their eyes.
4. I was driving to college and was met with the strangest weather I've ever seen in my life. A whitish sunlight was illuminating the spot I was in while a few meters away the fog consumed any visibility. It looked beautiful and surely in the future my city won't look the same.
5. Met my friend Dominique while working on a project about mapping the creative districts of our city to make a community map. She taught me valuable lessons about charisma and handling difficult situations, a genuine sweetheart, and I got to explore the most amazing spot in the city, Fell in love with it.