“Sometimes I imagine the map of the world spread out and you stretched diagonally across it. And I feel as if I could consider living in only those regions that either are not covered by you or are not within your reach.”

Franz Kafka “letter to his Father”

When I came to Australia I fell in love with the Australian backyard. The backyard is not only a specific place, a private piece of nature that one can shape in his/her image; it is a concept. The concept of a connection between the home and the semi-controlled nature outside. Not only did I fall in love with this concept, I feel at home in it. The Aussie backyard opened my lost dream of a happy childhood that I never had and sometimes the nightmare of remembering it. In my dreams I am a child in the Australian backyard, playing and feeling safe.

The inside of PAL is the Aussie backyard, a place that feels safe. I invite people to my safe place of creation to share the taste of my memories, hear my stories and explore my paintings. I invite people to the only place that I can call home inside myself in the backyard at PAL.