One afternoon in February of 2016, I discovered the garden of the former Cemetery of Bonaval. As happens with everything that I like, I photographed it. Above all, I spent a great deal of time exploring. It is a sober place and its great beauty inspire deep satisfaction. It expresses what I think the stones themselves express : the past and the present.
Responding to the kind invitation of Cuarto Pexigo, Amaia and Iago, I returned to Santiago in February of 2019 with the sole objective of visiting Bonaval every day. My time in the garden was followed by hours in the city, guided by the stone walls, following figures greeting me with enigmatic gestures, often the same gestures made by you and me.
Since then, I have continued walking among the walls and the stones, asking them to tell what happened in the past, talking in the same way as the white spaces of the ancient cemetery of Bonaval.
The stones are heavy with the weight of history, witnesses of things we have not lived, proofs of former days. They are mysterious, they are time-machines. As are the photographs !
