
During another shoot, this happened near our set. We paused the other photo and moved all our gear to light this scene of a magnificent chicken inside an old clay vase. Every time I visited this indigenous town, I couldn't help thinking that backyard animals had a better life than the one I had living in the big Mexico City for 10 years. Back in my hometown, as frequently as I can, I step outdoors, look at this mediocre but beautiful town, and be as much as a chicken in a clay vase as I can be.