Art is an integral part of my life. Although I try to avoid quintessential biographical markers, my life story is actually present in my body of artworks. I arrived in the art world followed by a family catastrophe. I lost my daughter to illness twelve years ago.
The use of materials entirely foreign to the familiar world of clothing (e.g. concrete, aluminum, plaster, clay, polymer, and bronze) evokes the affinities between these two worlds and the interrelations between body, matter, and form more forcefully. Line, material, and texture undergo a constant transmutation form the internal code, which spawns my sculptural language, offering a visual echo of my mindset at the time of creation.
The link between body-garment-sculpture leads to an intriguing contact point in my confrontation of the great loss in life, on the one hand, and the beauty engulfing me everyday, on the other.
