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Memories of the North
I close my eyes, remembering the cold winter days with snow, layers upon layers of clothing heading out into the 24/7 darkness.
I miss winter
I miss the ever-changing texture of nature of the Arctic Island in the North with the unique balance between nature and humans. With stars and moon reflecting on the frozen ground, lighting up my path.
I will be home soon.
These embroidered memories use variety of methods and materials, on wooden framed canvas. All pieces are unique, each full of rich texture of the North made with fibers, threads, rocks and found objects on canvas.
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