Statement

As an artist, I have always been interested in the complex problems of space, volume and scale. Lately I discovered two new themes imposing themselves on my work: accumulation and repetition.

For years I worked with landscapes -- pictorical scenes of flat lands where the sky get a prominent place in the composition emerging from a horizontal long line of the earth and feeling the empty space with puffy cumulus nimbus – a reference to the solitude of endless open space.

This landscape became a metaphor, an expression of physical sapce. An expression of location, habitat and territory - the place in which one identifies self, the place one recognizes as their own, as home. But it is also space itself. And here I connect my representation with emotions, specifically with emotional space: a physical manifestation of that with is part of the psyche and not nature, per se.

This landscape became a metaphor, an expression of physical sapce. An expression of location, habitat and territory - the place in which one identifies self, the place one recognizes as their own, as home. But it is also space itself. And here I connect my representation with emotions, specifically with emotional space: a physical manifestation of that with is part of the psyche and not nature, per se.

Over time, my studio practice intersected with the unavoidable routines imposed upon my as a mother, I discovered a fascination with the simple objects that suddenly surrounded me: diapers.

Beyond the obvious references to motherhood contained in a soiled diaper, the act of drawing these amorphous little waste receptacles became a way for me to chart space and time. The diaper became the ladscape -- time-stamped and permanently recorded on the page. The visual impression of “diaperhood” was lost. Instead emerged a statement about the challenges and surprises of quotidian existence: a kind of landscape diary.

Like looming clouds across the plain, the diapers are my reference point for exploring mental space.