The frame, as object, became to me a symbol of absence. The embroidery replaces an image for a word, just like hair replace me: the rethoric figure of methonymy. The body is replaced by the dress that covers it. Empty, it fills the space in all its gigantism, like the image of a woman, mother or ghost in certain dreams. My own presence moving in different places, travelling with the basic: every place becomes home, any place. I have drawn a humming sound, representing time.

 I have thought of these resources as a link to the autobiography, an idea that I always related to printmaking and its extensions. Life as matrix: childhood, fears, third world cities, female gender, lenguage, artlife, everydaylife.
 I translated it into site- specific works.