I DREAM THEREFORE...

Junior Suite in which under an old oil lamp you can feel the presence of Sor Juana Inés de la Cruz as if she didn’t forget to write with her old pen submerged in the inkwell time and time again and wrote everything her heart would dictate. First she would dream, then she would live and finally she would write. In the dark of her small room the wishes, experiences and emotions would interweave trapped in a heart not only of woman, but also of a religious person and dreame