Jose Carlos Soto

While cleaning out our study after our long stay in the States, Tinita found a shoebox full of external hard drives labeled with funny women's names. They were the disks that she used to save the screenshots and everything related to my long nightly computer games playing various role-playing games while I watched over Marisa's sleep in the final stages of her illness.
The hours I spent playing, installing and uninstalling mods in search of the perfect game helped me cope with sleeplessness, suffering and insomnia when taking care of my Marisa.
As a child she had started studying programming to create simple games on my first MSX and loved like crazy with the creaky tapes and games she bought at the kiosk. As I grew older I forgot about them and only returned to play as a way of escaping from the situation I was experiencing after months of analysis and clinical visits.
Starting to play and explore the world of “mods” was something immediate, because I found in open world games the possibility of starting an artistic work from the fictitious reality that I myself built in my head and that in the real world could not carry out.
All this that I am telling you, readers of Seto, was already known to Tinita. She was the one who encouraged me the most in my attempts to master 3d applied to games and thanks to her constant support I achieved very good results. Curiously, I have not applied them to that world, it is in my new photographic work where they have found their maximum expression. What Tinita had never seen were the images on the hard drives and my draft scripts and role-playing games with crazy plots that I wrote in my notebook. I knew that I must have this material somewhere, but I didn't give it importance.

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