I am the Turban Mother because the Turban lives inside me. I mean, who wakes up during the night and creates turbans or sketches turbans. I constantly see them, talk to them, they flow from my soul’s energy. Than I think obsessively about them, especially if they are hold somewhere, just to have them returned back. You know, I cried for them, I fought for them, I sacrificed, experienced fraud and than a scam, I travelled with them, I took them on holiday with me.