between the Fitz Roy mount and the Las Vueltas river... the Ñires Early morning, before dawn.. invisible companions on the journey. As the day break, i see ancient ñires guard the path. A head , Fitz Roy glows orange. Behind and below, a serpent like river. Life´s eternal rhytm.
i explore the passage of time, the ephemeral nature of things, the impermanence and their relantionship with the landscape. i work with darkroom and cyanotype prints, finish with encaustic.