The Awakening of a Glance

There are moments in life when a simple conversation can open doors. Not science fiction doors, but internal thresholds of consciousness and awakening. I experienced one of those moments in a random café in Madrid, where I heard a man say: “If work is divine punishment, then you should work at what you enjoy most.” That phrase was like a key that opened a door I didn't know existed within me

My story did not begin with art. It began in the tunnels of the Madrid Metro, driving trains in the dark, between stations, as an exact reflection of my own inner journey. For seventeen years, I lived with routine while, in silence, another part of me began to reveal itself in the dim light of a bathroom converted into a photographic laboratory. It was rudimentary alchemy, yes, but deeply sacred. There, between dim lights and developers, I began to find myself.

That first blue-light lighter that fell into my hands was no coincidence. It was a message. Like many other signs that began to multiply around me, they were numbers on license plates, repeating objects, unlikely encounters. I didn't know then that I was awakening to a new way of seeing, a quantum way of seeing. But I felt that something was being rewritten inside me, as if art were no longer just expression, but direct communication with the very fabric of the universe

From that moment on, my life was no longer guided by plans. It began to be guided by synchronicities.