Art installation for "La Cárcel" creation center, Spain.

I contemplated one of the cells of Segovia prison, and "I saw" my wedding dress.
Both bodies preserve memories, traces and symbolisms through which transforms us in an object of his meanings, by passages where time, our dreams, desires, memories and projections form a path from which we emerge (as from a cocoon) necessarily distinct.

I see a cell where one wedding dress is waiting, suspended. Both transmitter of hundreds of individual and universal stories, losing their materiality to turn it into echoes