When time prints itself in blue-Cyanotype art

There is a slowness built into cyanotype.

A waiting.

A surrender to light, to sun, to chance.

For me, working with this technique is a way of entering into dialogue with the invisible. Iron salts, rice paper, silk, leaves, flowers gathered during walks—everything comes together to leave an imprint I can never fully control. It’s an old, direct language, where the trace is not symbolic, but real.

cyanotype on silk, process

cyanotype on silk, process

cyanotype on silk process

cyanotype on silk, process

cyanotype on silk, process

The deep blue that appears doesn’t just reveal shapes: it reveals presence, time, memory.

Each image is a quiet ceremony with light. Sometimes, I feel like I’m not the one making the cyanotype—it's nature itself, speaking through my hands. This process reminds me that to create is also to yield.

To make space.

To observe without intervening too much.

And to trust. This is cyanotype art.

*All images in this post were taken in my studio in Asturias, under the light of a clear summer day in Trubia river.