The Soul of San Miguel: La Luz Perdida

The opportunity to photograph while traveling is unique one. I try to show up as myself with my own sensibilities, resist the lure of the exotic (for the sake of the exotic) and make pictures that mean something, say something about the world as I see it. This project speaks of a place that has been foreign to me, but I’ve always been homesick for. My family history in Mexico is obscured because of time and trauma. Any chance I get to touch the hem of it is sacred. .

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