El último atuendo de los desaparecidos
Evidence, proof, traces; these stained torn garments are all that is left of missing people. Which will, perhaps, allow them to be identified. Choosing to approach the drama of his country, El Salvador –which holds the sorry record for homicides–, in the shape of a still life, this young photojournalist represents sobriety. His simple conviction makes his testimony even more significant. He reminds us that form, the choice of visual impact, the acceptance of the informative limits of photography, necessary humility vis-à-vis what the images might prove, is an unavoidable necessity. For his exposure –in all the senses of the term– of the situation, he creates an awareness of an essential circumstance, by nature invisible: the absence of the missing people. Steering clear of any pathos, confronting us with the image of objects that were essential in the make-up of the very image of these human beings, the author offers us –calmly and with determination– a grammar that is unquestionably macabre, but which takes us directly back to reality. With this radical approach he attains the maximum effectiveness when he asks us to look the world in the eye, with no distortion.
