My first trip to Mexico, way back in 1997, was to photograph Day of the Dead, one of the most important fiestas in Mexico. I spent a night in a graveyard in Metepec, a small pueblo in (I believe) Morelos and it had a tremendous impact on me. When I tried to capture what it felt to go through that night, I initially wrote, "It was like a religious experience." I quickly realized that was wrong--it wasn't like a religious experience, it was a religious experience. Since then, I've documented Day of the Dead in San Gregorio Atlapulco and Santa Ana Tlacotenco and some events in Mexico City.