Nowhere to go -the title of this work - I borrowed from another: it names the diary of Jonas Mekas, a Lithuanian artist who narrates the journey of his exile to NY during the Second World War.
When I started this work, this title came to me immediately: having nowhere to go has to be a supine anguish, difficult to transmit and understand if you don't experience it firsthand.
Women who, between a before and an already gone, we don't look at. It is about that awakening and loneliness in which those women who suffer gender violence find themselves.