In this performance, the women walked through the city, wearing bridal dresses and holding transparent white gloves that symbolized their own skin.
In a square, they sat on a circle and with needle and black thread embroidered the gloves, copying the line of the hand. In this moment, they remembered everything they had suffered. It’s like each black stich was a memory and, in a way, a transformation in this feeling.
When they took off the gloves, they felt, in a symbolic way like they were peeling their own skin. Removing the old skin, to grow a new one.