For several years, I have been suffering from a pathology called Multiple Sclerosis. I ve been treated with different therapies in order to slow it down, but this kind of pathology follows its own path. I would like to tell a story, my story, and what this illness has brought into my life. I and all the chronic sufferers are accompanied by therapies that support us and which are also part of our lives, marking and shifting the passage of time. Through my work I have tried to embody the everyday influence of these therapies in my life. Although each work has a different underlying meaning, they symbolize different chapters of the same book, the book of my life.
The sentence “Everything is going to be alright” is made up of 355 syringes lying on a wood and solid paperboard base. That is the exact number of injections (copaxone®) I
