Fabricia was born from my childhood memories when my mother would take me to the office where she worked. Memories of the endless corridors leading to huge cubicles where I saw endless rows of women typing at their machines often came to my memory. This image of the women saddened me, because I felt that they were glued to the machines that were stealing their souls. After many years a little paper girl named Fabricia emerged from memory to free those women from their inexorable destiny of becoming machines.
- Drama
- Experimental