Receiving blessings, 2011
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Umo derives from the concept of a Mesoamerican deity who states that nothing exist by itself,

but in the way we want to perceive; thus, the nature of reality is devoid of meaning; empty.

 From this idea, I started questioning the notion of representation, perception, noesis and the singularity of each object/image.

I ask myself, what is the acid that dissolves illusion in perception?

How can I fast and cleanse my vision to see what lies underneath an image?

From what part of my body am I creating art? What is the muscle, the nerve, and the emotion that fires out expression? 

If rain is a precipitation of water, then experience is a precipitation of awareness.

I am interested in exploring the infinite and ambiguous space that arises between the capturing of an instant and

the actualization of the object/image.

Together, these images are little journeys that, like life itself, irrevocably tell a story.

 A photograph never ends in the photograph, that’s the mere beginning.

Let the image be a river that takes us somewhere.