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Photography, text 
Serie of 14 photographs, 7 texts and a vase with white flowers Silver Silver Gelatine on Ilford paper
Photographs: 21x29cm, text: 10.5x29cm


Correspondences, has as a starting point a letter addressed to Carmencita Franco (daughter of the Spanish dictator Francisco Franco) during the years of the Spanish Civil War (1936 - 1939), from a girl of the same age, asking her not to shoot her father at the Camp de la Bota. As expected, the letter to Carmencita never arrived and the girl's father was shot.
The letters that never reached their destinations, the correspondence and the messaging process, the mail and the postcards, are the main concepts that make up the skeleton of the Correspondences project.
Which proposes a series of letters and postcards from different years that were not delivered to their destinations and that I looked for during 2018 in the post offices of the city of Lima. And what after I delivered one by one to the addresses that appeared on the back of the paper; where also (at the time of leaving the letter at his address) I wrote my personal information (address, full name and postal code) in case the person who receives the letter wants to reply to me. 
In this way, the project materializes through the documentation of each of the deliveries that I made of each letter to their addresses. That is, fourteen photographs (two per address) where you can see a door and the postal letter on the ground, on the step of the door that belongs to it.
Finally, Correspondences , proposes, as part of the final installation, the incorporation of a bouquet of white flowers inside a vase, which would be placed next to the piece on the first day of exhibition, until the flowers wither. Later, they would be replaced with another new bouquet of flowers and so on until the last day of the exhibition. 
Correspondences, recovers one of the oldest communication systems in history, postal mail and messaging through letters, it is a gesture of resistance to loss, to the need to measure time and "see" how it happens ( the flowers) and passes through us, and at the same time confronts the linearity of time and rescues what was believed to be lost.

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