Fiamma’s portraits capture the diversity of the Mexican experience. There is a wonderful sense of clarity and integrity to her work whether it’s the mariachi school in NYC, the Mexican baseball league in Red Hook, Brooklyn, Chiapas, Oaxaca, or el Monumento a la Revolución Mexicana. Her use of light illuminates the texture and humanity of her subjects. There is a profound dedication to narrative and earnestness. Her photos can be found in Enrique Olvera’s booksUno and En La Milpa and Travel & Leisure Mexico. Her ongoing personal project documents Mexican immigrants living in New York City. Check out her blog, her keen eye will make you swoon and fill you with el orgullo mexicano.
Place of Birth: Mexico, D.F.
Parents Place of Birth: San Antonio, Texas and Buenos Aires, Argentina
Occupation/ Aspiration: Photographer/Writer
Describe a typical day:
Everyday is different, whether I’m working at a studio in New York or photographing in D.F.
Which neighborhood do you live in and why?
Polanco because my sister lives there too.
How do you help make Mexico City a better place to live?
I photograph the city in all of its gritty glory hoping people will be proud of it and appreciate its many faces.
Where did you go to school? What did you study? Fashion Institute of Technology in NYC. I studied photography.
List a meaningful object or talisman you carry with you?
My tattoos: a Corazon Sagrado Milagro and my grandmother’s signature.
What is your drink of choice?
Name your favorite book.
Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer.
Name your favorite blog.
Name a Mexican you admire.
Pablo Ortiz Monasterio, an amazing photographer.
What is your favorite restaurant or place to eat?
In D.F., Pujol. In the entire world, a taco stand in Puerto Vallarta at Lazaro Cardenas Esquina con Constitucion where I have a quesadilla con carne.
What vision do you have to develop this movement between New York and DF?
I think we should all band together to form a stronger community in New York, no matter who you are or where you come from. It’s sad to me that even abroad we separate ourselves according to class.