Elizabeth Barrett wrote in
1843, "It is not merely the likeness, which is precious,
but the sense of awareness involved in the thing...the
fact of the very shadow of the person lying there fixed
my earliest beginnings in photography, about fifty years
ago, I have been intuitively aware of photography's
multi-layered relationship to time. I am fascinated with
the sheer possibility of capturing, in a fraction of a
second, a fleeting moment that will never repeat itself
in exactly the same way. I have always been attracted to
objects that show the patina of time: weather-worn
walls, and places that tell stories from a long gone
time. Most of my images are about such objects and
>The frayed shirt collar of the campesino sitting in
front of me on the "Flecha de Oro" to Palenque.
Where was he going and why was he
>The softly smoothed edges and gently rounded corners on
the well-read library book whose pages
have been turned by many hands. Did each
reader find the same pleasure in the short stories as I
>A water buffalo bell carved from bamboo, that I
bartered for, has parts of it coated darkly with a
of earth and animal sweat (I guess). Where
was the buffalo? Is the farmer still working his fields?
>The gleam of the handrail at the bar of the colonial
hotel, highly polished by the arms of many patrons
leaning on it for support, makes me wonder
how many people passed this way. What were their
>The sandstone steps at the cathedral, worn smooth and
deep in the center by worshipers' feet.
The faithful, murmuring prayers....were
their prayers answered?
These things, these
places, all whisper stories to my imagination. They
touch me, compelling me to make images
to help me remember, in the future, the experience in
the past. Gathering a small part of time is the magic of
photography for me. My passion.
Hedi B. Desuyo