When I was a kid, I collected locks of hair. I asked classmates for a strand of their hair, which I then cellar taped into my hair collection book.
Memories consists of pictures that are stitched together. The image shows my mother’s hair in different states: wet, with curlers, covered by a hairnet. I always use the same picture for each individual work. And the colour of the thread and the direction of the image inspire the onlooker to search for what it could be. The black and white works were made when my mother was still alive. The pink and grey were created after my mother had died. Embroidering in mourning.