When an editor called to ask if I could photograph a story about fireflies in Mexico, I didn’t check my schedule before I said yes. I’d seen these insects light up the forests in Tlaxcala once before, and I jumped at the chance to go back.
While studying at the University of Colima, I began exploring Mexico, crossing the country several times by bus. I’ve spent time in 28 of its 31 states, and the variety of landscapes—Michoacán’s beaches, Colima’s volcano, San Luis Potosí’s plateau—captivates me in a way that no other country has.
Now I work as a photojournalist in Mexico and along the border, documenting desperate situations that rarely seem to improve for everyday Mexicans. I’m lucky enough to be able to leave when I need to; my Mexican colleagues face censorship and threats to their lives.
