Between Worlds
This new series reflects on my first six years living in Spain — a collection of memories, sensations, textures, colours, plus stories that have been shared with me along the way.
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Artist Statement
Between Worlds
Forgetfulness has become a quiet companion in my life lately—perhaps it’s the fog of menopause I’ve stepped into. This shift made me wonder: what can I do with this growing sense of mental blur? Alongside the usual things we women try to ease the transition, I discovered that anchoring myself in memory—revisiting moments from the past—helps me hold onto what otherwise begins to slip away.
A trip to Denmark last year sparked a journey inward. It brought me back to my teenage years, and soon I found myself creating a series of paper works based on small, vivid memories from that time.
This led me to ask: why not begin at the beginning? What are my earliest memories? What do these flickers of the past say about me?
Shortly after I was born we moved to Spain and I was named Maria. We lived there until I was six, and though the memories are scattered and fragmented, they feel foundational to who I am. What I remember most are not full stories, but colors, sounds, fleeting moments—a flash of sunlight, a texture, a feeling. Some of these may have been shaped by stories told to me, others seem to exist only in my mind, but they remain vivid and true.
Each painting in this series is connected to a feeling, a memory, or a fleeting impression that shaped me. For example, Going My Own Way comes from a moment in Fuengirola. After eating tapas in a dim restaurant, filled with Spanish tunes, we went for a stroll in the busy streets. I refused to hold hands, and wanted to go a different way, they called for me to come, but suddenly I was gone, walking confidently in my blue dress among the crowds in a different direction.
That moment has stayed with me—it tells me something about who I was and still am: independent, stubborn, curious. I take risks, I play, I explore, I enjoy my own company. The layers in my paintings reflect that. They tell stories of risk and failure, but also of persistence. Even when something doesn’t work, it becomes another layer in the story—a necessary step in the journey.