“Making is an obsessive activity, but my obsessions go in different and contradictory directions. Dark and ready playing with each other like good friends.

The duality of everything that exists is inevitable, but so is the encounter and also the admission.

Thus, both fullness and emptiness, both excess and lack is an important focus point. The visual but also the destructive nature of the image leads to these photos, or are they objects? Wanting to make the image and destroy it afterwards seems to laugh at myself. Showing and hiding. It shows what you don't see, and what you see is just an excuse.

The love of man, in the body of a woman. The body of a woman that is the home of the mind and feeling. The house that has the feeling of a ghost. A mind that can produce all emotions and twists, such as doubt and anger, detachment and indifference, but also anger and rebellion. I look for a connection with the person, the soul and the feeling, I want to look inwards, I am inhumanly curious, an unfulfilled desire drives me to make, where a saturation point will never be reached. I want to sniff, even sniff but never embellish. I have a shared love with the instinct. I want to know, but not explicitly, I mainly want space for my imagined projection.