I find a place, and then I explore it. Or: I discover a place, and then I rediscover it. With the camera, with my body and with different materials as my tools, I zoom in, I take apart, I reconstruct and change a space.
The whole surface of the earth is covered
by colour stains
colors maps
irrational seems
straight bent broken lines
clear green, clear blue, clear yellow, clear brown.
A little bit like pixels
on a high resolution screen.
Pictures have stopped working as a representation of reality. Instead they have become more powerful in creating a reality. When I take the pixels out into a landscape I try to regain control of how we create our reality, to show that the image is only made up of pixels, and that pixels can never contain the full range of everything that reality entails. They are just splashes of paint on a screen.
a frozen moment
something falls
time stands still
Binding and wrapping objects creates a tension between keeping together and being about to split open. Lines appear where there were none and a sort of three-dimensional sketch takes shape. It is a naïve endeavour to try to preserve something that is about to crumble, to revive a forgotten object that nobody longer wants.
