Border, wall, place, and territory
The truck of the Beta group gives me hope – it makes me think that if I’m dying of thirst, they bring water and I’ll do better. That’s why I took a picture of my friend [by the truck] and I asked him to take a picture of me too. So that picture is just showing the hope that there are these organizations that help us and support us. Because we’re going through a very difficult time, and they help with water or medications.
They look like they’re happy, but I know that inside they’re worried. Inside you are thinking: How am I going to cross? Will I get there? Will I make it? That’s why I took this picture: They look like they’re happy but I know that inside, each one of us is worried.
Parece que están felices, pero yo sé que por dentro están preocupados. Por dentro están pensando: ¿Cómo voy a cruzar? ¿Lo voy a lograr? Por eso tomé esta foto: parece que están felices pero yo sé que por dentro cada uno de nosotros está preocupado.
Armando: Well this is where I’m taking the kids to school. That is the routine that we have now. We get up at 6 or 6:15 in the morning, 6:20, and Mariana gets the kids ready, gets them ready for school and makes their lunch box. And I bring her, drop her off here at El Comedor, and I take the kids to school.
Do you take them in the car or do you walk with them?
This is inside, in the beta group, but its inside, just around the corner in El Beta. But that’s one of my friends who took the camera and took that picture. So yeah, we were sharing the pictures so he took the picture. This one is that kid who’s over there. He asked me to take a picture of him, so I took a picture of him.
So what I want to know is, why did you take the picture?
Oh, because he asked me to take a picture of him there, with those trucks.
Okay, and what about this one?
Oh this is the picture that the other guy was asking where this picture that was taken. This is the close up of the face of the guy from Guatemala.
So how would he feel seeing himself here on this picture?
Well, I don’t know, he is not here anymore. He’s waiting. He’s thinking. Thinking about where to cross or whether he will stay here in Nogales or whether he will go back. Who knows what he is thinking?
He looks young, doesn’t he?
Yeah, he’s like 22.
Oh this picture it is daylight already in the shelter, but they have not turned on the light and so you can’t see anything. It is all the people who slept there, and it is at the beginning of a new day. That is one more night at the border, thinking: Are we going to continue here? Are we going to go to another border town? What are we going to do?