I started a new project exploring the connection between women’s everyday practices and creative expression. My idea was to capture the transition between exhaustion, sleep, and a state of fullness or equilibrium. I planned to film three women in specific roles, wearing masks that I created for this purpose—masks adorned with wings on their heads. One of them symbolizes the god of hypnosis, something that exists in the liminal space between sleep, fatigue, and possibly a passage into another world, a dreamlike realm. The heaviness and the presence of red symbolize the feminine essence.
Lately, I have been thinking about the weight of fatigue—not just as an emotional state but as something deeply physical, tied to the body. The sensation of exhaustion, the way it lingers in the bones, feels almost ritualistic. I kept returning to the idea of iron deficiency, a quiet, unseen depletion so common among women. A body lacking iron mirrors the weight of a life constantly demanded, drained, and reshaped. Perhaps this project was also a way to reflect on that silent loss—on the space between depletion and restoration.
By some strange coincidence, my thoughts led me to the Three Fates—the Moirai. In ancient Greek mythology, the Moirai (from μοῖρα, meaning “part” or “lot,” referring to the fate assigned at birth) are the goddesses of destiny, later known in Roman mythology as the Parcae. There is something inevitable in their presence, just as there is something inevitable in exhaustion itself.
I even found three women willing to take part in the video, yet I have now decided to put the project on hold. It needs more time—more space to unfold in thought.
