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.
Though necessary and important, news stories don't reflect the Mexico that I fell for and that is home to so many people I love. An assignment focused on the country's natural beauty was a welcome reprieve.