As a political exile, I can no longer return to the place where I grew up, nor visit my mother. The gardens of my childhood are inaccessible to me — but flowers, and the memories of them, fragile and transient by nature, have become the medium through which I maintain a connection to a homeland I can no longer touch. They carry within them my family, my origins, and the particular beauty of a place and time I cannot reclaim.

The Garden is my attempt to reconstruct that lost space — to grow something permanent from what is fleeting, and to offer it, through painting, to those around me.

Berlin 2025 —2026