Seville, Interior City, from 2005 to 2010
The writer Luis Cernuda used to imagine his hometown, Seville, while in exile in London. Plunged into nostalgia he wrote about his childhood in his poetry book Ocnos. In this book, he described Seville recalling his lost memories in such a vivid manner that we can imagine the beauty of the city, his childhood, and his lost innocence as if he, himself, was taking us by the hand through the city streets.
On the basis of this initial idea, I gathered photographs and verses that help imagine a lost paradise. Cernuda imagined and reproduced the city from a physical distance. I present it, here as the emotional space you leave behind. In Cernuda’s case, absence is imposed by exile; everybody leaves for his or her own particular reasons, sometimes following ones personal coherence.
In any case, the idea is to show a partial reality that will give alternatives to the viewer. The photographs and words become pieces of a mosaic in which, using our imagination, we are invited to create are own city.