16224.69814996km is the title of this project and it’s the distance between Jordan and New Zealand, and when I think of this number I don’t only think of it in geographical terms, I travel this distance, physically, emotionally, and culturally. And as practical as it may seem as a number, it’s not practical at all when you travel through it.

I see this number like a strip. And this strip could be a line that curves back on itself, then moves ahead again…a movement in time, between past, present and future...the strip could be a road, could be weft crossing warp, It may get tangled sometimes, sometimes strong, and sometimes nearly breaking under tension. The strip could consist of so many strips. The strip may be twisted similar to Elizabeth Grosz’s description “…the inside and outside are continuous and one can move from one space to the other.”

When I look at my work now, I like that it gives an idea of how I ended up here, definitely not in a straight line, and often struggling to keep balance. Through this work I can see all the changes and development of ideas that happened, my project and I moved alongside in this journey, we traveled together, we moved between cultures, places, and different landscapes, and we both changed because of all sorts of new experiences, new knowledge and understanding. That sometimes I can’t tell whether I’m weaving the threads or the threads are weaving me.

It is impossible to show distances and to follow travelling traces without experiencing inner tension between opposites, a tension inherent in the very nature of the weaving process itself.