MONOLOGUE

When I walk through the streets observing everything and trying to capture what I understand with my camera, I'm usually simultaneously developing long and complex monologues in my head. Because, although I can talk to people and even sometimes talk to myself out loud, the truth is that all this street photography stuff has a slightly more selfish undertone; a kind of "space" where there's a Jesús Linares figure, separate from everything and always thinking about something.

So, at least today, my monologue revolved around the arrival of rainy days, and I said things to myself like, "This uniform and intense light is great for taking photos," but I also said to myself some things about how incomprehensible I find people's absolute indifference to things that seem relevant to me, and I didn't think about things related to everyday life, or the economy, or politics, which are topics of high relevance to everyone here.

On the contrary; I thought about how the streets look, how their rhythm changes with the weather, how the humidity makes its presence felt and creates shadows, stains, and other visual wonders..