Tlapan, Mexico City.
Transporte público en el D.F.Read More
Trabajador municipal en la Delegación Coyoacán - Ciudad de México.Read More
Dog tied to a concrete seat in front of a restaurant in Mexico City.Read More
Sleeping in his VW on a morning somewhere along Cafetales Ave. in Mexico CityRead More
Miembros de los 400 Pueblos protestan en el Centro Historico de la Ciuadad de Mexico.Read More
Sanitation worker chugs along Cafetales Ave. in the Coyoacan municipality of Mexico City.Read More
Making a living in Coyoacan, Mexico City.
Young lady crossing Lazaro Cardenas in Historic Center, Mexico City - Mexico.Read More
Afternoon at Grand Central Station in New York City.Read More
I enjoy contemplating the past through its artifacts. We call these things old connoting a discard of that which is now obsolete. The old can take on a whole new glory when we take the time to explore those details that define the time and place that gave them birth. Funny, for all our attempts to move on and find solutions in our future, the answer can sometimes be found if would just tale a small, yet attentive, glance into our past.
I had been struggling with the title of my blog for some time. There was something about it that bothered me as being too long missing the point. It also felt a bit unoriginal. I did not want to lose the quintessence of my personal obsession with the concepts of transcendence and brevity, so I did some research and rested on the Greek word for ephemeral: ephemeros.Read More