MY DREAMS FLOW FROM THE LENS AND CRYSTALLIZE IN YOUR EYES

Suite in which we can see the reflection of the lights and shadows from Tina Modotti’s pictures. Like immersed in an old silver and gelatin printing, we can perceive a slight scent of violets, like the one Tina left in her path when the Second World War brought her from Italy to Mexico. Without getting to know exactly about her espionage activities, we center on the faces, the landscapes, the flowers, and the clouds of a Mexico that started to make cameras lens fall in love. On her return from an unforgettable evening, Tina said goodbye to life, amid the mystery, looking at the stars through her car window mist up by the early morning fog.