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Córdoba (Spain), August 2016 (© José Antonio Calañas Continente) Time in lockdown, enforced solitude, a time so fruitful and intense… extremely different, strangely familiar, though. A pretension of new normalcy, barely apparent, pretty unreal, which leads my eyes back to the very core, the hearth of my essence. This new air so fresh and fragrant of a somehow sudden normalcy brings the calling if roots and blood: it lets me, pure instinct, cross the country to get back to my home and to feel the force of reuniting with my gens. Surrounded by roots in the southern Summer, this familiar air resettles at last the cruel uneasiness of a solitude which is never to come back.

La Toba (Cuenca, Spain), May 2009 Some things remain untold, though not unspoken. Feelings visible as light, hidden as shameful secrets. Shame lays, though, in the eyes of the one who acts and makes, a stubborn feeling you try and never succeed at letting go. To tell night from sunrise, experience from pain… an adventure easily untold, although not always unspoken. What I see and tell from my vantage point finds its cave in me, visible only to myself, visible only to my soul. To feel again complete in my own company, comfortable in my own skin: happy with the cards destiny dealt to me. My heart untold, though never unspoken.

Lake Constance (Germany), August 2009 Endless blues in land and sky, turquoise in water and salt, azure in air and sun. Wet cotton-like clouds, warm air, end of Spring, pleasant announce of Summer. Time to get back to the journey in body through life, the mind never stopped. Time to feel once more the heartbeat of days, life running unstoppable through your veins.

Monasterio de Piedra (Near Zaragoza, Spain), August 2006 In the swift breeze sways the idea, inspiration does freeze and vanishes away. Beautiful, subtle game of letting words disappear in a labile display of paper and pen. Looking for tame words to paint your images into an indigo world brimming with colors. Fertile imagination, deliberate writing, agile creation of a playful mind.

Lake Constance, Germany, September 2015 On a sea of calmness a boat sways in the waves, slides subtly, unstoppable toward a distant goal. A peaceful quiet image of life in motion harmonic, steady toward an eternal goal. The ship is my body, fighting the elements, shielding its passenger on his way around the world. The wind is my mind, trying to skipper with steady hand the ship carrying myself on my way around the world. The sails are my words, the link between mind and body, a filter which makes the dream real of being on my way around the world. Boat and wind and sails, body and mind and words, eternal souls on their way searching eternal in each single now.

Limburg an der Lahn (Germany), October 2016 The river flowing by your side, breathing with your heart, is never twice the same. The days where you flow from past to present to future are never twice the same. The light which welcomes you at dawn and bids you farewell at dusk is never twice the same. They may look and feel similar, but a kiss, a song, a wish, a love will not ever be twice the same. Because even though your name and soul remain the same, you are just not today like the you who yesterday went to sleep.

Puçol (València, Spain), May 2020 This time at home, with its mirage of leisure, is leading an unwilling me to the hidden crates which harbor my memories. Rummaging around them I came to see again good things that were and went, good things that made me grow, just plain good things. Diving to the bottom of them I met again the person who I was and am no more, who I wished to be and could not, who advanced to be who I am today. Strolling through memories I came to see again bad things that were and went, bad things that made me grow, bad things in appearance that faded into good ones. In this pipedream of leisure I found time to sort, clean, release the ballast of memories to be able to go lightly whenever my time comes. But until that very moment I will keep looking, serenely, the past into its absent eyes and just embrace my ghosts with my very best smile.