Interlaced Memories (or The Portrait of My Skin)

The portrait of my skin, is the memory of my career as a nurse. A shell which seems strong, but that hides all the everyday fragility . Skin lines meet the lives of people you known, survived or died. But overall touched, through a relation that is similar to the intimate one. An indelible tattoo full of colors, a multitude of differences and storied, I will always carry with me.