Instructions for Staring at the Mirror

I travel through a specific landscape, Southern California, where memories of my home country, Venezuela, come to life. Uncannily, the journeys of my adulthood speak of the ones from my early years. Certain geographical similarities provide links to remembrances of family, loss, fear and coping. And at the heart of it, my parents, who recall their youth and the passions of their generation.

تُعرض النبذة بالإنجليزية لعدم توفر ترجمة بعد.