I Am the Sea

Since childhood, the sea has been a symbolic environment for me, a space of psychological certainty and support. To this day, swimming across its expanse becomes more than a physical act; it is a movement inward, a way to reassemble myself and return to what feels essential. In the water, I shed all my roles: not a daughter, not a mother, not a wife, not an artist. I am simply myself. There is neither time nor space, only presence.

The sea occupies the same terrain as my dreams and early memories — irrational, but never hostile. It collaborates. Each real encounter with it brings me back to the origins of my creative impulse. This connection, however, is never fixed — it is fleeting by nature. The sea gives, then retreats. Presence itself becomes an ephemeral state: something to be touched, not held. In this way, the work becomes a trace of that passing clarity — a record of something both momentary and essential.