Niños de mi Tierra

The photographer of today is often left with the feeling that there is nowwhere to go. He is lost; he is confused; he is bewildered. Accustomed to discovery, now suddenly he is obliged to interpret... Thus the spectacular is cherished above the meaningful, the frenzied above the

quiet, the unique above the potent. The familiar is made strange, unfamiliar grotesque...

Ancianos de mi Tierra

So much has been said and sung of beautiful young girls, why don't somebody wake up to the beauty of old women? 

Harriet Beecher Stowe