Among ancient sounds and stones that emanate from another time, Tomás Casademunt sets out with his camera on a journey along the Puuc route, the route through the ‘set of hills’ on the Yucatán peninsula. Like a ‘fortuitous cosmonaut on a remote planet’ he deciphers who those Mayas who built the most accurate calendar really were, who those modern visionaries were.

In the moonlight in front of the Mayan palaces, in front of the same constellations that governed the destinies of Ancient Mexico; in which the metaphysical was part of the cosmos, the visible and the invisible, the meaning of the things that make up the world.

Maya Puuc unveils twenty-eight disturbing black and white images, taken on a plate measuring 18 by 24 centimetres. Interspersed among these photographs is the intimate travel diary, written to the sound of the phases of the moon, illustrating a journey that is as personal as it is revealing. The 60-minute photographic exhibitions show us the ruins as the inhabitants of those Yucatan hills must have seen them 1,500 years