As a child, American movies influenced me so much that I did a pact with my older sister when we will grow older, we will move to New York. For the iconic skyscrapers, the bridges and landmarks, for the steam going up from the sewerage system and for the trains. For several years I lived in San Francisco and to sweeten the breakup with this beautiful city, I began collecting images of it. Black and white, positive and negative spaces, everything reduced to a timeless essence of the city that only a pinhole camera seemed to capture. I then went to New York to do the same thing. Indeed, through a pinhole camera, New York seemed familiar again. During long handheld exposures, the encounters between light and darkness define cities that are not obstructed by any detail and focus only on shapes. This series of photographs is an ongoing collection of tokens making up my perception of the American iconism that help materialize my faded memories.