These stoles are amulets of protection because the amulet can be any object to which the person grants the virtue of protection, its power works by superstition, it is believed in beyond reason. The silhouettes of my amulets refer to the priestly stoles, as a critique of religious mandates. Their shape covers me and lets me feel their weight on my shoulders, reminding me of the heavy burden of those mandates, and how hard it is to get rid of them.

These wrappings protect and preserve my “own room”, the one Virginia Woolf wrote about in her book. That room is for me, my capacity to create, it is the one and only, and it is inside me. These stoles are protection and refuge. In them I condense my worries and keep the most precious treasures of my material and immaterial universe.