The Daughter of the Air is an intimate dive, an uncertain journey through childhood. Carried by contrary winds, I grew up in the depths of a storm: a neurotic stepfather, broken ties, a hasty escape to a father who was almost a stranger.

I touch upon these memories through images where the tangible gives way to the symbolic. Dreams and fears mingle, like a shifting, swaying sky. These images, woven from fragments, are the mirror of my unconscious: fleeting details, shadows that stretch, float, and sometimes collide like the wind against a closed window.

The young girl I was danced on the edge of the void, light but never free. Today, I breathe on these ashes to rekindle a light. The Daughter of the Air is this whisper, a silent quest, a poem dedicated to the vital impulse that carried me further than the storm.