1. What do you consider to be your first work?
I wouldn’t know how to say. I started handling threads when I was very young, imitating my mother, picking up her crochet work and pretending to weave. For me, it was a game. And I’ve been there ever since, making and making. One thing leads to another, and then another, in a sequence that has neither a beginning nor an end.
2. What role does silence play in your creative process, beyond the physical act of embroidery?
I think the first thing that comes to mind when we hear the word silence is the absence of external noise. For me, true silence is the absence of internal noise, of thoughts. It’s a space that exists very deep within me, far back. It’s open, empty. It allows new ideas to emerge, it’s tremendously inspiring.
3. You say you repeat the same pattern until you find the right path. What sensation tells you that you’ve found it?
Curiously, it’s a physical sensation. What I feel is relaxation, a sense of wellbeing in the body. It comes after the tension of having been searching. I also feel as if I’m vibrating in tune with something I couldn’t define. Suddenly, the work begins to flow.
4. Is time an important material in your work?
It’s the first thing people notice in my work, the patience, the meticulousness. It is certainly another component. Beyond fabrics and threads, my embroideries are made of time. But each piece needs the time it needs. Large works require months of work, smaller ones hours or days. What matters is the result.
5. Would you say your background in Arabic philology influences your creative process?
What fascinated me most about Arabic was the writing. It’s very musical, it has a lot of rhythm. It made me aware of the beauty of signs when they are stripped of meaning. It introduced two elements that have been very present in my work ever since: letters and texts. Later I learned that text and textile have always been closely related. As Eduardo Galeano said:
“Those who write, weave. Text comes from the Latin textum, which means fabric. With threads of words we speak, with threads of time we live. Texts are, like us, fabrics that walk.”