überkreuz
over the span of 2 months memories overlap to form visually dense landscapes. moving and starting anew begins in multiple places
Dispositif
what lives in places abandoned? history permeates each crack in the wallpaper, every single leaf of sage from my mother's garden and all the rage that died with you. when we were kids this place was already dead but now, sometimes i can hear it breathe.
ten for ten
On the doorsteps of my neighborhood kiosk I find it. 10€. completely burnt around the edges. It mystifies me, quickly i grab my street treasure and stash it in my wallet. The destruction of this ten euro note is too beautiful to me, it gets mounted to a sheet of acrylic glass: forever safe. I step into the darkroom and take photograms of it, printing money. maybe some day someone buys my 10€ with 10€. a girl can dream
if i forget the memory of you
workinprogress
