There are just so many things occupying the mind. And everything that runs through, that fabric of thoughts and impulses is the thing I perceive as life. I made delicate pieces about theories of afterlife, the matter of death, beauty of motherhood, found love, lost love, the ambivalence of the idea of happiness, the political/economic state of cold peace we seem to live in, premonitions of war, the sarcastic multi-dimensional psyche of contemporary culture etc.
And here is, the fabric „woven” from these articulated works. Like a poor mock-up of the experience of being alive.