The camera pursues mirages as they appear and vanish perpetually into the horizon. What immediately seduced me in the mirage’s endless escaping was that it materialized the very Latin American scenario in which development functions in precisely the manner of a mirage, a historical goal that vanishes perpetually into thin air as soon as it looms into the horizon. While one approaches it, the mirage eternally escapes across the horizon line, always deceiving or eluding our progress, inevitably preceding our footsteps. It is a phenomenon of constant disappearance, a continuous experience of evasion. Without the movement of the observer, the mirage would be nothing more than an inert stain, an optical vibration in the landscape. It is our advance that awakens it, our progression towards it that triggers its life. It is the obstinacy of our intent that the mirage comes to life, and that is the space that interests me. If there is disillusionment, it is because we want to catch it, to touch it. What interests me is the intent, the movement towards the mirage. For me, the emphasis is on the act of pursuing itself, in this escape forwards I see the attempt as the real space of production, like the field of operations of a real or realistic development. Obviously you could reply that all this is purely a projection of mine, pure fantasy that I’ve fallen into the mirage’s trap.

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