Magdalena Haretche Costa’s photographs are taken in such a way that everyday scenes seem composed rather than improvisationally dimensional.
Chainlink, white water, spray paint, cliff face or sky suggest transparent scrims parallel with the plane of her lens, extending to the farthest obstruction. And somewhere in the layering is what might be called an emotional skin — the effect of which is to tie the whole business together as a gorgeously rich interference pattern.