Las presencias

Overview

One generation. One life. One country. On my last trip back to my hometown of San Gregorio, Santa Fe, to see my mother at almost 90 years old, I arrived at the field where I grew up and worked on my parents' dairy farm. The overflowing of Laguna La Picasa had flooded everything, and a few years later, soybeans painted the remaining land a nearly dollar-green. Upon reaching the woods surrounding the house, it was difficult to enter the space, invaded by abandonment, and it was impossible to find a single brick from the torpedoed house.