There’s one thing we have repeated a thousand times: we come from the suburbs.

But not in the way that suburbs are understood today. Nothing to do with “perreo” or “nanos” from Valencia. We come from the suburbs as they were during the late 70s and early 80s. We grew up playing on empty spaces, those deserted yards where people threw their washing machines when damaged. Industrial areas where you could find containers, decals, figures, remainings of the emerging consumer society that Agnes Varda would have delighted.