Unheimlich III: Les Mères

A journey back in memory. We traverse the Greek landscape during the month of August. The mothers. The ruins, vestiges of abandoned houses, hallways full of holes, pierced by the wind, the interior inhabited by the exterior. The Mothers are my own origins, this Greek nature deeply engraved in my body, those women who emerge from distant places, inhabited, and I, dressed in black, dressed in white, mother of visions that give birth to images.