Catalina Gragero

Amidst the harmonious coexistence of water, emptiness, and time, there lies a town on the banks of the Uruguay River called Liebig—a place where beauty and neglect, fact and conjecture, water, children and the elderly, memories, stories, night, fish, and fire all mingle, alongside a reality suspended in time.

Amidst the harmonious coexistence of water, emptiness, and time, there lies a town on the banks of the Uruguay River called Liebig—a place where beauty and neglect, fact and conjecture, water, children and the elderly, memories, stories, night, fish, and fire all mingle, alongside a reality suspended in time.

Amidst the harmonious coexistence of water, emptiness, and time, there lies a town on the banks of the Uruguay River called Liebig—a place where beauty and neglect, fact and conjecture, water, children and the elderly, memories, stories, night, fish, and fire all mingle, alongside a reality suspended in time.

Amidst the harmonious coexistence of water, emptiness, and time, there lies a town on the banks of the Uruguay River called Liebig—a place where beauty and neglect, fact and conjecture, water, children and the elderly, memories, stories, night, fish, and fire all mingle, alongside a reality suspended in time.