Interview with Angel Rivas

Her eyes burn green. Two emeralds lit from inside. They catch you first, then her words follow, quiet but steady. Angel talks about the work, the hours, the choices, the strange mix of control and surrender she feels every time the lens is pointed her way. She laughs once, low, when she admits she still gets nervous before she starts. She likes that edge. Says it keeps her sharp, keeps her honest with the camera and with herself. Listen past the green fire and you hear the woman who decides exactly how far she’ll go, and when.