The Making of these Tortillas

I was frustrated because I felt like I wasn’t able to explain my thoughts and my intentions with my MA project. I wanted it to be known that I come from love and I am making an effort to tell a story from that place. I have no migrant pain or anger to perform. Humanity can be found in joy, too. I sent a voicenote to a friend where I thought I was very clear (in Spanish). I mildly subtitled it. I wanted my tortillas to accompany my words. This is how I make them: