Pleurs Séchés et Teintures Mères : the book

This work, as my artistic research in general, is dedicated to the shapes of memory, remembrance, insights of the past through the vision of today. As I remember, what do I become? How can I survive to my traumatic memory? How do I build up even if frozen by the view of the past still alive in me? How do I accept being part of that past and hope a future?
This work pictures loss and grief, shows what remains. The tiny piece of fabric i am dyeing looks like a foetus I have lost one day, a little human alive and yet unknown. 
Those children i see today in the street holding their parents hand, can I hope they will never experience sexual abuse, may their integrity remain whole and safe!
The layers of the book do remember, but also express time and show the light besides the darkness.

I have a lot of tinnitus and for me this endless noise in my head is the echo of my past. The shades of gray in my pictures will reflect your own ability not to forget, to keep in mind these obsessive details hidden in you shadows or that face which appeared thanks to the unexpected ray of light.
What does resonate the most from the list of suggestions is "a place where history continues to influence the present". My work is the continuity of my memory, I tend to represent what i could keep safe until today, the part of me which remained unbroken. Through my pictures I build a bridge between the hidden trauma and the undiminished vital force. Hidden by others and my memory. Undiminished despite the violence and the weight. Sexual abuse, ordinary rape, domestic violence those experiences keep happening every day whatever I do. The only thing I can do is show up with my face uncovered, name the word, show the image.