Inscriptions of the absence

2014

There are people who come along our lives and leave impossible traces to erase. Traces that inscribed so deeply they turn into a second skin.

Hairs, fluids, memories…

 

Reconstruction of myself through the people who have been impregnated in me. Individuals who are no longer present but they remain under the prints they have left in me. 

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