My work begins where the past dissolves. Books and postcards are the foundation of my images. Art history is not a distant echo, but an ongoing dialogue that feeds my thinking. I deconstruct, cut, rearrange and rework. New worldscapes emerge from these fragments of time. In collages I feel like a chameleon. I hide, adapt, show myself only when it feels safe. My head is a landscape of chaos and silent thoughts, a constant struggle between order and letting go.  My stories unfold in drawings, paintings, mixed media, animation and photography. Am I a reflection of a time that is constantly rewriting itself? Or just a fragment of an endless story? 

More about my exhibitions and art projects: https://natachadimovska.wordpress.com/