This installation embodies the act of losing control of thoughts. The continuous “ctrl c + ctrl v” of the same reflections that live in a small closet in our subconscious, in which we leave everything that tries to torment us on a daily basis. This cycle of overlapping memories/ideas in a corner far from ourselves will, one day, inevitably burst and collapse that closet. These are faces that haunt a corner of our mind, that grow and become aware as time goes on. They swell and deflate almost like a breath, always at the point of tension of the possibility of contaminating the rest of our consciousness.