Contact sheet from my first Site Visit to Lancetilla, 2019.
In the soggy marsh of the plantation, everything makes love.
Everything consumes everything, then it returns and releases. To summon the specters that are buried in the marshlands and the jungle requires an act of necromancy and magic. A specter is that which leaves behind an imprint, whose frequency cannot be sensed with tools for quantification. Rather it requires a sensibility to speak to the inanimate and the dead, and the living things that are considered dead but aren’t, and the persons whose animacy has been obscured and undermined by structures of power and dispossession.