
Spring begins, the month of April arrives and the fields around Yunquera de Henares and Málaga del Fresno are painted the yellow color of rapeseed, the green of cereal and the dark ocher of fallow. It is time to take out the bevel, the square and the inspiration of photography greats like Franco Fontana to paint shapes that range from realism to abstraction on the camera sensor.
Photographing rapeseed is learning to divide the world. The horizon becomes an unyielding line that separates the density of the yellow and the transparency of the blue. It is a pure geometry exercise and visual poetry.
Capturing rapeseed is immortalizing a sigh. Its splendor lasts only a few weeks, reminding us of the fleeting nature of beauty. Looking through the viewfinder is understanding that the landscape is alive: the wind ripples the plants like yellow waves, and the shutter becomes the only one capable of stopping that eternal wave. Photographing this field is, in short, painting with the sunlight trapped in the earth's roots.