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If you made it this far, you've seen who I've been.
My mom very early on named this photo essay Lía Buscando a Lía,
which translates to "Lía Searching for Lía."
I never really liked that name, but she had already understood something. In 2010, I named it Incongruence. It wasn't until 2019 that I reached the Eureka in response to a (then ever-present) 'what's wrong?' in my head. And in the process of putting together this essay, I understood its purpose, and the way it ties together all the things I remember being. When this all started, It's true that I was searching for something. But I wouldn't say it was myself. I think instead I was looking for a part of me that wasn't me. I invite you to observe it again, scrolling upwards, and watch me learn to unravel.
which translates to "Lía Searching for Lía."
I never really liked that name, but she had already understood something. In 2010, I named it Incongruence. It wasn't until 2019 that I reached the Eureka in response to a (then ever-present) 'what's wrong?' in my head. And in the process of putting together this essay, I understood its purpose, and the way it ties together all the things I remember being. When this all started, It's true that I was searching for something. But I wouldn't say it was myself. I think instead I was looking for a part of me that wasn't me. I invite you to observe it again, scrolling upwards, and watch me learn to unravel.
Thank you
for having shared this journey.
for having shared this journey.
Si llegaste aquí, has visto quién fui.
Mi madre, desde muy temprano, llamó a este ensayo Lía Buscando a Lía. A mí nunca me encantó ese nombre, pero ella ya había entendido algo. En el 2010, lo llamé Incongruencia. No fue hasta el 2019 que alcancé la Eureka en respuesta a un (en ese momento, constante) 'qué anda mal?' en mi cabeza. Y en el proceso de juntar estas fotos para hacer este ensayo, he entendido su propósito y he visto la forma en la que ata todo lo que recuerdo haber sido. Cuando comenzó esto, es cierto que estaba buscando algo. Pero yo no diría que a mí misma. Sino creo que estaba buscando una parte de mí que no era mía.Te invito a que lo observes de nuevo, de abajo hacia arriba, para verme aprender a desenredarme.
Gracias
por compartir este viaje.
por compartir este viaje.