I lived in Spain from 2006 to 2009 after more than a decade living overseas. The idea of coming back to my homeland was to reconnect with family, friends and the essence of the country and culture that makes it such a special place.
I spent most of my time in Madrid, a place I know well; the food, the night life, the parks, the suburbs. It seemed that a transformation was taking place, a deep longing process from decades of democracy to the control and oppression of the middle class. Peoples faces had changed and along with it, their body language. A sense of internal imprisonment, lack of options and abuse of power mixed with the innate optimism of the Spaniards.
These images to me, portray the internal struggle of a society in a deep state of depression, paralysed by their morals and optimism along with a history of feudal control.