This work brings together three series that I made during the year 2010:, the students and teachers who taught Arabic dance classes in a place called Siwah, in the street called Disillusion in Madrid, the workers and some customers of a luxury sex shop in Ibiza and a third series, a dog and a woman in nature, together with a text that speaks of certain birds and their way of undertaking together their journey to where an instinct, transmitted through the years, leads them to undertake their migratory journey. All of them respond to the same movement; in circles and a need to find their place in the world.


This work was published in book form, Siwah, in 2018. The two texts that accompany the work:


In the southern hemisphere of our planet heart

there exists a fairly common specie of migratory

bird who propagates so quickly that only a ruse of nature

safeguards from an horrendous nightmare end.

Year they darken the heavens above Occidental Africa continent

where they gather for their passage across the ocean to another continent.

Only one-tenth of them complete the crossing.

Ninety per cent fall dead from exhaustion into the middle of the sea

at the point where Scientists assume

that millions of years ago

the great land mass broke apart into two separate continents.

The birds beging to circle frantically seeking their land

where it no longer exists.

Their instinct preserved over millions of years

guiding them to their exhausted to death.

Only the most insensitive reach the shore.


And a second text written by Rosa Olivares and published for exit magazine issue no. 67, Miradas de mujer (women´s gaze):


This serie is not exactly a serie, rather a mix of moments shared with women in different places around the world, women who make a living from dance and their bodies. Women who fly in search of freedom, their destiny, who fight close to the ground and to the movement of their body, in a continuous flow that makes them go around the world. A new species of migratory bird that fly across seas and oceans before arriving on dry land; some stay on an island, perhaps in Spain, in Ibiza for an indefinite period, others travel as far as Reno, in the USA, in a Journey that takes them to and from Madrid, to a street that can only be named disillusion.

Siwah is also or perhaps, above all, the story of a vision of a traveller woman who is a migratory bird, flying in search of a land that no longer exists, turning into the bodies and customs of other women. In this case, women who half work and half live in a clandestine Arabic dance venue, similar to a brothel. A meeting place. And also a luxury sex shop on an island, because, as we know, islands are good conducive to birds of passage, short flight off points for birds on a short flight; another half hidden meeting place. In these two places, and in many others ( Reno, Mexico City, Berlin, Barcelona…) there are various encounters, meetings between people, between glances, coincidences meetings on a journey. Ways of looking, living and viewing the world and to search for how to follow the flight of these women, photographer and dancers came together at a point in time. Just to recharge and recuperate, take some photographs, dance some eternal dances and continue on the journey that takes us back to the same place: a destination within ourselves where only the most insensitive arrive.