“In the works of Minnamari Toukola, time and landscape breathe a surreal life, as the pieces of wood, metal wire, sticks, patches, garbage pieces caught along the way finally find their place in her hands, slowly forming a landscape that lets through the map of visions and dreams, the orbit of the messenger, the emerging landscape,

and a flower rises from the earth*

from the pieces that were removed from their places, worked on in the eternal and then brought to this world again in a new form. From the continuation, from something beginning, continuing, like a river from the sea, in the ignition and extinction of maps and blankets, musical instruments and sculptures sewn from pieces of the everyday.“

Text: Heini Heikkilä