In the video "journal" I feel my way past various locations led by a different destination. I am both adult and child at the same time. This is a method not just of feeling, but also transforming the contour of the self. Our skin is a border crossing.

When I blind the people with the mirror they are surprised. Maybe they think I am crazy. In fact many of them laugh, and then I am content.

Throughout the video one can see a beautiful bank of trees, which divide the image horizontally into earth and sky, into here and there, then and now, into the experienced and not yet experienced, perceived space, situation, state of being. As the view pans from left to right one hears a sound like a helicopter slowly separating and raising itself from the land. Then: silence, white screen, wind, the far away sound of birds singing in the wild. As the video ends you hear a dog barking, very close, beside you. Despite this pastoral idyl one still perceives the urban nature of every video sequence - the pathological restlessness.

Perhaps we are still gipsies in spite of our dependence on permanent residences. We never feel truly secure. We try to run away; to flee from ourselves. If something forces us to stop, perhaps to wait for something, we immediately search for things to provide us the comfort we loose through our restlessness.

With her work the artist underlines her interest in contemporary problems, such as the feeling of remaining a stranger even in intimate situations. She is concerned with our longing for a home environment, exploring our forced mobility as well as the pathological restlessness of our time. Her work is occupied with the possibility of discovering a sense of peace and safety even while we are abroad or travelling whilst also exploring the opposite effect of feeling lost in the most common und familiar situations. The placement of the bus stop denies every association with movement: it is certain no bus will stop here. The bus stop has been slightly but significantly manipulated. The seats resemble a bed, implying regained silence and a letter box creates an atmosphere of privacy and confidence. With such little changes a concrete moment - the "now" - is almost within reach.