Scars(Zine)

Pull the trigger and...click! the shot occurs. It's a morbid act, an aggression that in every case mutilates. Like an uncontrolled Diogenes we collect their scars. And suddenly when everything is calm, the aggressor has became victim. Here is where my reflection begins in the realization of that painful absence that has arisen from provocation. Verify my own existence, to affirm that I have indeed lived with all its consequences. A self-seeking always outward, which is nailed in each obturation.