Weaving is my meditation. When I sit in front of the loom, I see different parts of myself manifest themselves in my work. Weaving became an introspective activity for me, and a curiosity about how I subconsciously represented myself in my pieces fueled my work. Initially I wove purely out of love for the art, but as my experience grew I saw that my own vanity, ego, competitiveness, and pessimism revealed themselves in my pieces. The forgotten negative feelings of my past had returned into my life. The only way I could escape these feelings was to continue weaving.
The materials I worked with would speak to me and my role was to translate them into the weave. My products are purely a result of the materials as well as myself, and thus by accepting my works, I accepted myself.