BIENNALE INTERNAZIONALE DONNA \ V      27 03 2026 - 03 05 2026

 

MAGAZZINO 26 \ PORTO VECCHIO

PORTO PICCOLO SISTIANA    

TRIESTE

 

 

BOHEMIA LIES BY THE SEA /  LA BOEMIA STA SUL MARE

 

 

“This world is a world that promises much but delivers little ...”   “Ez a világ olyan világ, sokat igér, keveset ád...” 

 

Fulfilling, proving ourselves, persevering, but also asserting ourselves; being useful, capable, competent, able, and qualified: this is our daily occupation. Always having to succeed and never being allowed to fail is exhausting. In our compulsion to conform to external expectations, we hope that life will improve. We want to feel better. The diversity around us is promising and suggests the possibility of free choice. But does this free choice even exist? With their recommendations, the specialists of power point us toward a single option as the way forward in the labyrinth of “free choice.” From their guidance emerge the rules, regulations, directives, and ordinances.

The deep abysses and unattainable heights of heroes are too much for the obedient citizen. Joe Public no longer desires anything grand. For him, nothing magical remains in the system. His life clings to the hope of a promise from his doctor, boss, bank, partner, or insurance company that everything will turn out well. It must simply not get worse.

And what does that strange voice in his head say? “The alarm is ringing; you have to go!” As a small consolation, the same voice adds: “And now something sweet…” The world he longs for in his dreams lies far away.

 


Cage on Credit, 2025  The present triggers unease. It seizes us with existential fear. “A roof over your head when it’s cold, resting on something soft at night, and aromatic food on the table every day” are symbols of security. Yet what makes us feel so cosy in our beds? Isn’t it precisely the fear of losing them?


 

́Cage on credit ́ 2025  cut shopping bags

 

At first glance, we see a multitude of identical shopping bags—printed with advertising slogans, logos, and moral appeals—playing on their banality. This reduction transforms the houses of a city into an urban grid, shrinking them to the size of shopping bags. From above, the view is clearer, and the image of empty cells lingers in the mind. Whether it’s a small caretaker’s apartment or a penthouse under the roof, it makes no difference—a cage on credit devours half our lives. And every day we carry the empty promise in our hands, like a shopping bag - light, fragile, made of paper; paper, like money.

 

I identify a recognisable order that reveals striking connections. The concrete becomes symbolic. It is a way of seeing through the world around us—not intellectually, but emotionally. Intuitive feeling alone is truly human. What I, as an artist, reach for is insignificant: by selecting elements from the individual components of today’s civilisation—as a way of life—I open a door onto the reality that surrounds us. This new perspective paints a much sharper picture of reality. From there, viewers can more clearly recognise the influences to which they are exposed. As the connections are revealed, the underlying network becomes apparent. Interpretation is left to them. 

 

BOHEMIA LIES BY THE SEA/   Satellite Project of the 5th Biennale Internazionale Donna (BID), Trieste 

The existence of atmospheres and moods as an everyday phenomenon is immediately accessible and directly comprehensible to everyone. Yet, as undeniable and present as an atmosphere may be, paradoxically it remains elusive: when we attempt to analyse it from a scientific perspective, it defies objectification and is difficult to capture in words. All the more strongly, it manifests itself in one’s own state of mind. Its effect can only be “measured” by the individual who clearly feels and senses it. It is the intangible extra that moves us. Quality is attributed to that intimate effect on the beholder — the one who is emotionally touched, in an ‘affective state of mind’, triggering a chain of associations.

The imagined values expressed in poetic images, which are so important to us, are essentially holistic, atmospheric images. Memories triggered by familiar sensory impressions also arise as moods — here, place is linked to sensation. Memory organises experiences according to their emotional ‘importance’. All memories of personal experiences “live” in atmospheric images and “reside” in places. Situations in any discipline — be it film, architecture or art — that move us are created through dynamic processes of change, such as the unexpected, the indeterminate, the uncontrollable and the staged. The heart and soul of every human being are full of longing for unexpected twists and turns. And if something does not feel right yet, then it is not over yet…

When it comes to carpets, I work with finished pieces; the carpet is an organic structure. A characteristic never exists on its own, but always requires a counterpart in order to be comprehensible. Perception is relational: the large becomes apparent in comparison to the small; the fragile in relation to the indestructible; the shiny in contrast to the matt; the smooth as opposed to the rough. The essence of things is constituted by opposites, as is the case with the interplay between dimensions. Here, too, difference marks an otherness. Since I work on a flat surface, my goal is to reveal the two-dimensional pattern of the carpet. By imposing three-dimensionality on the flat carpet, I reveal its original nature. Spatial order is appreciated and emphasised as a necessary point of comparison. The carpet remains a carpet, but its expression changes.

The same can be said of the subjective, mostly unconscious life experience of the individual. Without disruptions — such as mistakes, failures, misfortunes or strokes of fate — the fundamental principles according to which we act unconsciously remain largely invisible. Undamaged patterns of functioning remain hidden; only through damage and impairment does their structure emerge and healing can take place. Mistakes give rise to something new — this is not about repetition, but about insight through difference.

Through childhood experience, we learn to associate specific material properties with the characteristics of every material we know. We are firmly convinced these are not interchangeable: stone is hard, glass is fragile and textiles are soft. I “dress” materials with properties that are foreign to them. This contradicts their appearance and has the potential to irritate. The irritation attracts attention and draws our gaze. Materials of contrasting origins, brought together in an unorthodox combination, demand a new perspective on relationships and play with the viewer’s perception. With this method, for instance, a soft carpet becomes a hard, shiny, rounded object that breaks, melts or tears like paper. This invites immediate touch. What the eye promises, the hand must verify.

The raw material for my work is worn-out, discarded carpets ranging from rather inconspicuous to worthless — so the more worn or trampled a carpet is, the better. Beautiful and valuable carpets are already finished works, so my intervention is kept to a minimum out of respect for their value. As witnesses of the past, elaborately woven or hand-knotted carpets tell layered stories. Wear and tear slowly reveals their patina: an ever-changing state that cannot be intentionally created or copied, as it develops gradually over time.

Besides carpets — a central part of my work, with their many facets — I mainly use everyday materials: conventional building materials and banal objects, concrete, PU foam, or even natural materials such as human hair. I take objects that have become virtually invisible due to familiarity and remove them from their usual surroundings, placing them in a new light.

This unusual combination is also what transforms a traditional craft into a contemporary work of art. The reversal of characteristics fundamentally changes the behaviour of the objects, while the craft process itself becomes secondary. The sole aim is to achieve the desired effect. Without ‘deception’, there is no reaction from the audience. The artist presents the viewer with a staged illusion. The philosophy behind it serves to enchant — not to justify. Art here is not a commentary, but an act of transformation: the silent magic that occurs when perception shifts.

The ageing process and the careless destruction of textile artefacts represent a broad field of reflection for me. In addition to aesthetic and philosophical considerations, ecological and socio-political questions are also part of my artistic concept. Designed in new ways, these handicrafts — predominantly made by women — are given double value in many of my works: as ‘recycled art’, and as a tribute to female labour that is mostly underpaid or entirely unpaid. I make textiles tangible as a counterworld: soft cushions and duvets made of rough concrete; or unusual artificial fabrics that cover walls and invite touch, only to immediately disappoint the sense of touch. Through art, textiles become a powerful language.

In this way, I upgrade the lowest form of textile — usually discarded as cleaning rags — into a monument. A run is the poetry of the broken. Liquids, too, continuously changing form through movement, embody the transience and impermanence of things. As carrier and transporter, the carpet is used to preserve a selected, unstable form as an extended moment.