N was going away and I didn’t know if I was going to see her again, so I took pictures of her. Like a conscious effort to create a memory of her, right there.

We created bunnysaurs one day. A creature, half dinosaur, and half bunny. N loves bunnies and I remember being obsessed with dinosaurs when I was a kid. It always amazed me how such grandiose creatures just vanished and the only things left of them were fossilized bones printed in the rock. Very much like photographs. And of course the final image we have of them is just an invention, a prediction, or an hypothesis from those petrified bones.

When I photographed the light in my room I felt like I was in front of the young universe, quantum fluctuations or dimensional intersections, things that are impossible to witness, out of limits...

...And so is the past and memories, gone. But through those lights, and within the hardened mineral, bunnysaurs are always free to roam.