Don't ask the fish about the water

A fortune teller once told me that the spirit that inhabits my body is old and, in a way, tired. Thus, this is your last or penultimate walk on Earth. These words brought an important meaning about the end of life: death is not a passage, nor a promise, but rather a way back home. This work is the result of a deeper dive into existence, a silent and attentive look at the passage of time. It is a state of presence in the face of the many griefs that we experience throughout our lives, the little things that die, that cease to exist only before fulfilling the role of building who we become.