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2003, Iron needle and velvet
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Private Collection

I grew up in my parents’ antique shop, a very chaotic environment that appeared to me like Ali Baba’s cavern. I often accompanied my father to houses when people were willing to sell their belongings. Every such visit was an exploration. I could draw the personality and the dynamics within the family. After some years I shaved these stories on the velvet and upholstered the furniture that I found in the shop.