My books may have hidden compartments where a perceptive reader can find additional, secret information about what is going on in a story. I have hidden whole pieces of (book) art in libraries and set them free in rivers to be found and uncovered by a stranger.

Written language is a container and medium for thoughts, and it is true magic: When we speak to someone, they hear our words as soundwaves in the air. When we write our words up, we project them through time and space, and can make the reader, not hear, but think our words. As such, writing not only encodes, it also transforms language.

To make this magic more visible, not all of my stories are written in an easy to decode way. Some of my works are written in secret scripts or are totally asemic. In these texts, the sense of meaning remains, and an atmosphere and general gist can still be conveyed – as if talking to a person whose language we don’t share.

Images of birds, feathers and fish are used symbolically in work that deals with the maternal and pregnancy. Birds stand as symbols for freedom and hope, as well as captivity. Fish hint at the watery element and the unborn babies as well as babies in incubators; they also hint at fear and darker elements of psychology, for the unknown, and the dangers that lurk in deep and dark places.