Big wash, 2018

The sleep of freedom and the painful state of justice are decayed by bedsores on old sheets: a women's prison, military unit, crazy and poor pensioners, police, walls, fences. Scattered fragments of countless fates sewn in pieces into a single canvas, the center of which is the displeased face of the collective image of the hero of the story.

Emulsion, sheet, silver gelatin manual print, 2x3m.