Description
June 11 to July 11, 2026
To create is to learn to inhabit the world. For me, textile art is not just a technique, it's a discipline of the soul, a way of being here and now.
Every movement of the hand, every passage of the fiber between the fingers is an anchor cast into the present moment. In the silence of the studio, creation becomes a tactile meditation. For me, placing the thread on the canvas is an act as vibrant and pleasurable as placing pen and ink on paper, or pastel on the grain of the support.
In my mind, thread and ink merge: to draw with a pen is to trace threads of thought; to draw with thread is to write in space. This approach allows me to improvise spontaneously, and gives me the graphic freedom that only this material can provide.
My work is inhabited by vibrant memories of my childhood in Romania. I remember those houses where textiles covered every wall, every bed, every floor. I carry within me the magic of those women gathered on a bench in summer or by the fireside in winter, knitting stories and embroidering worlds. I remember the embroidery above my grandmother's bed that said, "Wherever life takes me, I'll never forget my home village."
Today, my work is the heir to these sewn tales and this transmission from woman to woman.
Working with thread means first encountering its material. I love its comforting softness, its protective warmth and the infinite vibration of its colors. But thread is also a master of patience.
To untie a knot is to untie a part of oneself; it's an act of care that transforms the hindrance into a new freedom.
Under my fingers, the thread becomes a curved line, a graphic trace that explores femininity
evoke the roundness of a womb that carries life, the strength and grace of a woman's body.
When I create, I don't just weave, I dance. My curved lines are an extension of my movements, a spontaneous choreography in which I dance with the threads. This gesture then becomes a flow, like a river that travels all the way to the sea. This flow is that of human encounters, the places I cross and the inspiration that carries me along. The thread is the current that links my past to my present, a river of life in perpetual evolution.
Yet at the heart of this beauty lies a deeper truth: fragility.
The thread is a constant reminder that everything precious is perishable. Like it, life is a tenuous line
but vulnerable, capable of breaking at any moment.
It is precisely this precariousness that gives it its price. Through my work, I seek to capture this unstable balance: the strength of a weft that builds and the delicacy of a strand that can break.
This exhibition is an invitation to slow down. To take a closer look at the fabric of our own lives, and to celebrate, together, the splendor of what hangs by a thread.
