Like a cinematic journey through melting icebergs, deafening waterfalls and crystalline rains, Aquarela reveals the transformative beauty and raw power of water.


The death of my great-grandmother Sofía is a taboo in the family. The surface of this story is known, but not the background and much less the beginning, only its tragic end. The answers are in the family, in my grandparents and my uncles.


In the middle of the Atacama Desert through the remains of the last saltpeter industry, where the inhabitants witness the decline of industrialization in the driest geographical point in the world.