In my first pieces of work I experiment with a variation of used materials: socks, tights, wool and wire. They are fragile materials, and tend to break very easily. With these materials I create personal spaces; difficult to access spaces, spaces that become personal to me. My subject lies within the protection and safety role of space. Our house, our room, our bed, act to most of us as our shell, a space of reclusion and closure of the outside world. Inspired by spiderwebs, cocoons and birdnests, which to me are the spaces of protection and motherwarmth, I decided to work on an installation that is called 'My Nest'. It bares ressemblance to the structure of a spiderweb. Only I decide to take it one step further: I enclose all open areas within this structure by using used or new socks and tights. I sew these fabrics on to the wire structure with copper wire thread. It represents hours and hours, days and days, weeks and weeks, months and months of repetitive actions, to actually close all the open areas of the web, and to be completely cocooned in by my artwork. It is a rather therapeutic and an extremely long process. I feel calm and at ease in this space, and the longer I spend time in here, the more I feel at home. My installation is accompanied by sound and film. Only I am allowed in this space. I'm too afraid it will get damaged. I realise that the space is my protection, but question if it's not me who is becoming more protective over this space. It is now familiar, my little hideaway, a space of reclusion, where total safety can be found within. The photos that I show on this site are part of my work in process, they are my experiments with fragile materials, my expiriments with the limitations of space... I have chosen to use broken glass for the later pieces as a metaphor for my fragility in the unnatural loss of a close one. This broken glass is used throughout to represent the ongoing emptiness I feel. As with my mourning process, the light has been used to mirror how my strength is growing, and I have used keys to symbolise my acceptance of this void that has been left in my life.