|You are the Weather, 1994-1996.|
speaks of the process of consciousness, of the physical dimension and its transcendence, which goes beyond concrete things.
|Else 11, 2010|
feature a succession of twists and turns, stops, changes and contacts that do not follow a pre-established pattern.
|Her, Her, Her and Her, 2002.|
she finds an ideal space in which to develop her work
|You are the Weather, Part 2 (partial view), 2010-2011.|
close inspection reveals tiny numbers, which refer to footnotes containing musings
I THINK OF YOUR FOREST AND SEA
AS A FAR OFF SHERBET, 2006.
grave poetry acquires corporeal consistency, a disturbing presence, closed in upon itself. At the same time, the position of the sculptures, leaning against the wall, transmits a sense of precarious balance.
|That XV, 1993-1994|
a work in which the spectator completes a triangle by standing before two images that are identical, yet, at the same time, subtly different
|But 1, 2013|
transform into sculpture some lines written by
|Enough 10, 2005|
subtle creations invite spectators to sharpen their senses, to become immersed in silence, and to begin to grasp the tiny differences that
|Dead Owl, 1997|
lead us to question preconceived ideas