Moon Bay
A Woman trapped in the house of emotions, unable to free herself from them, frozen in her past, she is stuck. Old fabrics, loose garments, she is alone in her visions, in her memories.
Let‘s go back to the melancholy of the emotions to the touch of humanity that is often neglected in the age of machine overproduction (hence the hint of art nouvelle - the very idea of movement) and the personalities that lived in them. The return of the abandoned, the elegance of the past. Drifted away from consumer society, she ends up on the moon looking at humans planet from above. Miss Morphos is a metaphor for the soul of art, the work and the material value behind each piece of artistic artifact, might it be a piece of music or a garment.