The use of shelters made in times of war and recovered for cultural and exhibition purposes in times of peace, reopens the gap of collective memory.
Individual protection in voluntary or forced confinement in the hope of survival from enemy attacks, unleashes the awareness of vulnerability.
In terms of mood, our refuge is each one of us, the space we inhabit in our body, that of fragilised introspection that opens the doors to obsessions, paranoia, schizophrenia... oscillating between exhaustion, glory and pain.