I am one of those women artists that use the domestic and trivial toolbox with needle and thread, cords and textiles.
My quest around some vital questions like life, death, dream, looking into, time, space, passions, acceptance, limits, pain, conscience, identity is nourished by my walking around people, places and works. As surrealist female artists I weave my matter, my self and my identity as a suite of reliquaries.
The starting point is always in the found objects, in the truth and humor of familiar objects that I twist (by means of welding or sewing). The assemblies and associations come in an intuitive manner where each materials calls for the next in the working process, with successive transformations that sometimes end up in what could look like a failure but stands up also as a promise of future work.
Marta Santos, Marseille, June 2020