The time elapses and leaves a mark. Marks of a story that has been lived and written.

A story that wants to live beyond its existence.

The wrinkles of a face, the cracks of the earth, the shinny tired eyes, the erosion at the exposing rocks, and the track of the wind in the sand.

Fluid forms, shaped by a movement, are held by a hard structure (acrylic and stiff fabrics). The wrinkles translated to pleats mould the body and the texture and colour contrast creates irregular volumes.

Traditions adapted to modern usage are memories that become testimonies.