Cuerpo

Marina sees a paper bow tie pass before her eyes. She follows its flight, which in reality is her own: a flight towards freedom that involves something as simple as going out into the street claiming what you are: a woman. What begins as a curiosity becomes a metaphor in motion: the flight of the bow tie is your own. Each twist of the paper reflects her longings: to walk without being asked where she is going, to laugh without moderating the volume, to wear the dress she keeps under the bed. The outside world hits her with its sounds and looks: there are those who whisper, those who frown, but there is also a young girl who smiles at her when she sees the paper in her hands. As she follows the bow tie she discovers a path to freedom.