What does a former textile artist do when she becomes allergic to her fabrics and printing chemicals? She stopped for years and very slowly she found her way to stitch new materials together visually. Water (both flowing and frozen) and air and clouds are my fabrics. Trees represent to me yarns of different kinds of and flowers are like fabrics. Weather is the element of uncertainty and surprises and with all of these I try to make visual patchworks/silk paintings/screen printed textiles I used to. At nights I still wander around into my past years and that's why I wanna keep these images a bit like dreams, unknown and imaginary inner landscapes in which gone and now talk together.