
EXPO 1//11//‘25 – 28//12/‘25
National Gallery the Netherlands
One of the wildest, most living creatures in the world: La Mariposa, the Butterfly Woman. She dances the butterfly dance. She is truly large and very old. With her heavy body and extremely thin legs, she resembles a hopping spider.
She hops, hops, hops, with footsteps that leave echoes. “I am here, here, here. Wake up, you, you!” She flaps her wings up and down, pollinating the earth. Her feet leave little clouds of dust in their wake.

The Butterly Woman is the feminine fertilizing force. She unites contradictions by taking a little here and placing a little there. Transformation is no more complicated than that. That’s how the butterfly does it. You don’t have to move mountains for change. The fertilizing force replaces moving the mountains.
Text inspired by Clarissa Pinkola Estés, Women who run with the wolves. A myth of the Hopi tribe of America.

Images bubble up from Iris’s subconscious. They’re symbolic images that originate in impressions, concepts or emotions. In contrast to her applied murals, the oil paintings are completely free and associatively, arising from an intrinsic need. Here’s a look at Iris’s consciousness made unconsciousness.

“Homo Animalus”
We are all animals.



