Hilario Itriago

The first time I saw a diving tank was in Venezuela quite a long time ago. As most of the people that share this space, I knew: “I have to be, under the sea…”Along the way I had many students and share lots of diving experiences with other water people. Found something in common, lack of words.Ever since, I steal images and moments of that intimate water world, willing to fill the immense emptiness that arises when trying to communicate the sense of belonging there.My pictures, videos, tales and lies are a tiny sample of that inner world where infinity and beginning just make sense.