Maria and Claudia are not united by blood, they are united by a place in common: the “home”. The “house” becomes a bunker full of objects that become companions and triggers of memories, these reconstruct images that comfort, trigger nostalgia; they build scenes becoming an intimate theater that only one sees. Objects inhabit a space and form a visual part of memory, many of them always present, many that time wears away and leave traces forming silhouettes on walls, floors and furniture. The materiality of the object allows its permanence, its resistance to time, it belongs to and builds memory.

Maria and Claudia are not united by blood, they are united by a place in common: the “home”. The “house” becomes a bunker full of objects that become companions and triggers of memories, these reconstruct images that comfort, trigger nostalgia; they build scenes becoming an intimate theater that only one sees. Objects inhabit a space and form a visual part of memory, many of them always present, many that time wears away and leave traces forming silhouettes on walls, floors and furniture. The materiality of the object allows its permanence, its resistance to time, it belongs to and builds memory.