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Saturday, April 25, 2026

The Secret Silence

This lace did not emerge from a predefined design, but from a process of attentive listening. From silence, in which form, rhythm, and inner space gradually began to reveal themselves.
We had to cut down a tree in our garden. It was not an easy decision—the tree wa s old and had begun to threaten the house. As we were clearing the cut wood, I noticed a fragment of a branch that, although in many ways irregular, seemed to speak to me. It carried a quiet presence, as if it held the memory of the entire tree—its resilience, fragility, wisdom, and playfulness. I set this fragment aside and kept returning to it. I observed it from different angles, spending time in quiet contemplation, until one day I picked up a pencil and began to sketch. One of the drawings felt closest to the “voice” of the tree, and I developed it further into a full-scale composition.
Color, however, did not come easily. Usually, it is present from the very beginning, but this time I hesitated. None of my usual combinations seemed appropriate. I decided to begin with a black contour line. What followed was a period of silence—a moment when the work seemed to resist completion, as if it had not yet found its voice. Then, unexpectedly, color appeared: pink, yellow, and burgundy. In that moment, everything became clear, and I returned to the work with renewed certainty. I value these moments deeply—when the quiet of the studio is interrupted only by the rhythmic sound of bobbins. The black thread defines the line, guiding the flow of energy within the lace. It establishes rhythm, creates contrast, and carries an inner tension.
My intention was to capture a sense of inner space—depth, the interweaving of planes, and a kind of breath that moves, overlaps, and forms. Working on this piece felt like following an organ symphony by Johann Sebastian Bach. It led me into a dynamic field of tension, hidden beneath an apparent calm. Perhaps this is where something essential takes place—in a space that appears still at first glance, yet holds movement, transformation, and a quiet dialogue between the inner and outer worlds.

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