I love her more than I love photography.
I’m not composing a visual memoir of our relationship.
I refuse to get personal here. Your gaze is up to you.
I walk by her side, sometimes delaying my steps to fall behind, just to gain a better perspective of her tender, absent minded and quiet beauty.
If Internet didn’t exist, these shots would be in a shoe box for my secret and private solace.
She appeared into my life when I was totally lacking the hundred layers of protection that had cushioned my soul for decades and since then, every photo is a long kiss behind the curtain.
We walk the dog together as John and Yoko laid in the white bed and you see what your memory tells you to see: your own unedited feeling of passion.
Txema Rodríguez
photographer
May love take your eyes by storm
The first day
No hace mucho, en realidad. No podía con los rechazos ni con las indiferencias. Las evitaba. Me escondía en algún lugar en el que lamentarme de la ignorancia ajena respecto a mi trabajo, me condenaba el culto de unos pocos, al milagro de un día de suerte. Ahora todo se mueve en otra dirección. Estoy preparado.