Latters to Gemma

"We did not find her body, we know she died, they recognized her mole, they say she was in a fetal position when they found her, she seemed frozen, her body was in perfect condition as if she were sleeping"

Gemma Mavil

Gemma left home for a job interview, has not returned. In a file lost for 8 years in the injustice, is the record of his lifeless body, an order of exhumation was turned, his body was not there, still does not appear. This project is an immersion y personal connection to her world, her poetry, the religious union with her parents, the

flowers that she cultivated, and the melancholy remembrance of her desire to live.

The letter

Today i walk through your door, which remains open waiting for you to enter smiling, as if anything had happened, a

delay in the bus, a meeting with a friend, or just lost the notion of time reading a book as you liked to do. As if those

years had not consume the walls and turned off all the lights of the house. But today, I only arrive.

You were my age when yours dreams were destroyed, and since I heard your story I am afraid that someone will

turn off mine, and if today I disappear, by knowing your story they would read mine, because I inhabited your

spaces, I felt you in mine, embrace the tired look of your parents and i deeply feel your story interrupted.