Lolita is part of a staff survey on age, where the starting point lies in belonging or not to ourselves, to our own time, in an age that corresponds to us and through us but sometimes that does not symbolize our inner time.
In this phase shift between age and existence lies a place I would call Lolita. A little piece of childhood surrounded by a garden of red apples, and a grown-up Lolita who travels through time in an attempt to regain the childhood of which she has been deprived too soon. Lolita awaits her "first time" putting there a desire to adulthood and freedom, she moves curious between the before and the after, between apples, through disappointment and surprise, purity and sin, in her intimate journey between adolescence and maturity. Lolita looks for traces of the child who was and who Humbert took away, spans the time, loses it and then tries to restrain him, between bewilderment and play, like a tightrope challenge in a bright world full of pitfalls.
Lolita is a child-woman, cruel, sweet and enigmatic that causes adults looking at their references and answers, but at the same time, as any teenager, strongly claiming the right to a freedom that does not yet know the limits. Lolita is alone because no adult loves her for who she is. Then she pretends to be someone else in a perverse game of life. With naitivity, with guile, Lolita throws her body into an ambiguous and metaphorical dimension in which love and cruelty coexist at the same time penetrating into the deepest feelings of the human being, in its inconsistencies, crossing them with passion, bitterness and irony.