The view from my terrace in Sofia on December 1
It is interesting to be immersed in one place for a sustained period of time – far from the daily routines of what feels familiar. One of the things that I love about living in Bulgaria is the resourcefulness that I sometimes have to use to locate materials that I want to work with.
I am always thinking about how what I have access to and what I am longing for informs my latest projects. A moment out on the terrace overlooking tin rooftops might suggest the introduction of a new hue. The unraveling of a knitted sweater or textile find from the local market might provide the key to what a specific fiber form is mysteriously needing.
A table top in the morning light might become the ideal backdrop for a new dialogue.
I am often faced with the question of how one transports these sensations and textures for a traveling exhibition or a place-based project. The raw essence of these unique moments needs to be dissected, delicately packed for transport, and then exposed in the light and atmosphere of a workspace elsewhere. For me, this is quite different from the issue of how to ship or transport artwork. It is more a matter of how one transfers the power of rootedness to a foreign environ. How do you position your pieces to take flight in a new context while still honoring the source and authenticity of what inspired their very creation?