The reminiscence of a bullet.

The reminiscence of a bullet.

May 22, 2024

A lot of things wait and ripen for years in my studio before I have the courage to use them in a setting for a photo shoot. Some objects are difficult. They look, at first glance, obvious. Too obvious. Like a Coca-Cola can, a doll, or a bullet. They are just that, and...
Time’s story

Time’s story

Apr 28, 2024

Scanning through my photos I suddenly have to think about Antoni Tapies. The canvas enduring gestures and left with traces of actions. The stones near where I live have endured and are shaped by time. Like the biggest artist of all, Time shapes and creates with...
First contact.

First contact.

Apr 25, 2024

For where I went I did not know the rituals and customs. It was a language without word or gestures. But they understood each other. They knew were to go and how to go about it. There is that strange feeling that you suddenly enter a world but you can’t speak...
Not a stone is alone

Not a stone is alone

Apr 21, 2024

The stones have patience. A slow wait. They change with the position of the sun, the precipitation of the rain and the breath of the wind. The Stone I am talking about was already present to me. And after me she waits patiently. She doesn’t wait for anything....
Dust tracks

Dust tracks

Dec 2, 2023

The strange thing about the photo is that it shows you something else than what you see. In many ways. This photo was taken without looking through the viewfinder. As I took it in a hurry and hadn’t time to lie down on the ground and take a proper picture. So I...