MY NAME IS GABI. I WAS BORN, RAISED, AND CURRENTLY RESIDE IN SAN JUAN, PUERTO RICO.

Photography became a fundamental tool for me at an early age; an alternative language for finding connection, and a visual diary, holding the weight of the memories I could not carry on my own.

Photographs are powerful to me because when I look back at them, they don’t simply reveal answers, they ALSO raise questions. And so, the evolution of my inner dialogue is continuously challenged.

IN THE YEARS FOLLOWING my father’s traumatic and Unexpected death, I HAVE BEEN FORCED TO examine THE WAYS IN WHICH grief has intervened in my relationship with photography.

Grieving has become a portal for healing deep-rooted wounds, and through this self-exploration, I noticed a pattern in my work that I had not intended, but am now pleased with, solitude.

As a photographer, it is important that my photographs remain grounded in the world of lived experiences, so naturally, grief gracefully shines through.

the images serve as mirrors of my own isolation and melancholia; not consciously orchestrated, nor a struggle to photograph, but a genuineness in that a photograph just happens when it happens, exploring candidness.