This series begins with the construction of a shelter made of recycled wood and nails. This sculpture, called A quiet place, represents the precarious construction as a metaphor for the dysfunctional home. The planes of the house are not joined together, but I stitch the house together by sewing the cracks with red wool to keep it standing. Sewing is an act of resistance. I move the shelter to different urban locations and photograph my body interacting with the piece. This is the origin of the series, Stitch the house .

Stitch the house speaks about the relationship of the woman with the home, the family, the partner and the house. The body dialogues with this neglected architectural space in settings that often go unnoticed by the passer-by, they are anonymous and forgotten places. This reflects the loneliness of broken homes, which nobody sees, but which happen around hundreds of people. The photographs are transferred onto wood and intervened with red embroidery thread. When everything collapses, the house resists. Like a poetic act, the thread stitches the cracks in the house and repairs that which was once broken or that abandonment that was never meant to be.

Finally, Silhouettes, with the same poetics. On photographs of idyllic natural landscapes transferred onto wood, the silhouette of a shelter or house is stitched. These silhouettes correspond to profiles of original constructions and basic survival shelters.