Photography has an intriguing way of helping me make sense of life. It slows me down, forces me to look closer. The way light hits someone’s eyes, how shadows shape a face, the tiny details in moments we’d otherwise overlook—those things stick with you. They’re proof that our attention and memory are fragile, but they matter.

When I picked up the camera again in 2006, I got lost in the chase. I was too busy chasing the “right” gear or the “correct” techniques—even other people’s approval. I doubted my gut, avoiding styles that felt natural because I worried they’d seem gimmicky or underwhelming. Somewhere along the way, I forgot why I started taking photos as a teen in the ’80s: to just say something.

It took me years to remember what I’d learned back then. Photography isn’t just about rules. It’s about perspective. Slowing down. Noticing what resonates, even if you can’t explain why. What we shoot—and how we shoot it—says as much about us as the subject. The books we read, the music we play, the thoughts we linger on—they all leak into the frame.

That’s why I keep doing this. To freeze life’s quiet, fleeting stuff. To hold what time washes away. To see the world—and myself—a little clearer. There’s no trophy at the end. Just me, my camera, and the quiet rhythm of noticing.

Below are images from a recent stay in Mexico’s Mazahua region—fragments of moments shared, observed, and preserved.

Before delving into blogging, my journey as a photographer began on platforms like Flickr and early blogging sites that emerged in the early 2000s. These platforms not only allowed me to share my work daily but also facilitated interactions with fellow photography enthusiasts and professionals. However, as my audience expanded and my site gained visibility through higher rankings on Google searches, the landscape of social media was rapidly evolving.

Loan shop owner one evening in Mexico’ City’s Chinatown.

Instagram was emerging, yet to reach its current prominence, while Twitter served more for microblogging and textual sharing. Despite photographers being present on these platforms, they weren't the primary choice for showcasing work as they are today. Nevertheless, the allure of social media's growing popularity gradually diverted my attention from the traditional means I once believed would offer greater opportunities and visibility.

Unbeknownst to me, the algorithms governing these platforms began to dictate visibility, sometimes hindering rather than aiding my goals. Consequently, I've decided to revive the practice of blogging and self-publishing on my website. It's not about seeking attention or validation; rather, it's about reclaiming autonomy and control over my content.

Here, on my platform, I can share my thoughts and images without the pressure to compete for likes or followers. Instead, it's about the pure joy of expressing myself and capturing moments that resonate with me. I aim to return here frequently, perhaps even daily, or at least weekly, to share my musings and the moments I cherish.

With that said, allow me to leave you with a glimpse of recent and not-so-recent moments captured during my walks through the vibrant streets of Mexico City.