The day that Carmen died in her house in Begur – a small town in Catalunya’s Costa Brava – there was looting. The house was vacant in hours. No dresses nor shoes were left, only a bed and a crude table. Forty-two years later, in the Pyrenees, two trunks and two suitcases showed up full of personal belongings and thousands of photographs of Carmen Amaya. That is when the idea was born to tell her story.

I participated in the animations created and other audiovisual material that was recuperated by the protagonist.