I usually cover general news, entertainment, culture, traditional festivals, Holy Week, bullfighting, wildlife, daily life and sports (soccer, golf, Moto GP, tennis). Lately, I’ve also been working on political and economic stories and demonstrations against the Spanish government.
I remember when I was a child I played with the only 35mm film camera we had at home. My father kept it in a drawer and he always told me I couldn’t take pictures because film was very expensive and he was saving it for special family occasions. That camera is a treasure to me.
I was attracted to photography for the first time during a cinema cultural week at my high school. The science teacher screened his best photographs of astronomy, wildlife and landscapes to the third-year students. I remember that was the day I fell in love at first sight with photography. More than a year later he was my teacher and he taught me how to photograph. Nowadays, we are good friends.
When I finished high school, I studied artistic photography for two years, while also working with a wedding photographer as his assistant. I became a wedding photographer for a few years, until starting work as a photojournalist at a local newspaper for three years. Finally, I joined Reuters in 2006.
One day in 2006, I had my camera with me although it was my day off from the local newspaper where I worked. I had been driving my car in the rain when a photographer friend called me to tell me that there was a spectacular flood at the mouth of a river, with several cars piled up and firefighters searching inside them, because they thought there were people trapped underwater. I drove there as fast as I could, and less than a minute after I got out of my car I took my first photograph for Reuters. That day I learnt to make quick decisions – a single minute is important. And I learnt as well that it’s always important to bring your camera.
The magnitude 5.1 earthquake in Lorca, southern Spain, in May 2011, left a big mark on me. I had never seen the consequences of an earthquake before, and the city was left destroyed, as if after a war. A ghost city.
My biggest lesson has been that I can always take a nice photo, despite the problems and difficulties that arise in the moment. Positive thinking is important.
I respect the photojournalists who reflect reality without any manipulation, and I respect the people I photograph. For me, both of these things are the basis of real photojournalism.