Marta Del Hoyo

In a tiny village, a tragedy has just struck. Ángela finds herself trapped in an obsessive spiral, unable to find the inspiration for her next sculpture. She decides to immerse herself in the town’s grief and misfortune while sculpting the face of the young girl who was found dead in the lake. As the work progresses, she begins to uncover layers surrounding the death that she wishes she had never unearthed.

This is a mother who lives inadapted to a world of rigid structures: those of the system, those of the family, those of women. With neither direction nor ownership of the spaces she inhabits, on impulse she decides to abandon her children and enter the forest. In this place giant trees, waving hands and the unknown quantity of some sheets emerge that will guide her at all times. Appearing out of the atmosphere, women dressed in white will accompany her as she mourns her motherhood.