The Unsaid

A classic car without a license plate waits in a garage. A red thread leads the viewer to an old photograph. A number of aging toy building blocks are placed on a flowered sofa, while a human skull lies on the floor below. Tracing hidden childhood memories and family histories, many of the photographic motifs are small emotional journeys through time that lead us back to the people portrayed and situate them socially. I translate the personal states and dispositions into intuitively readable images full of enigmatic references and socio-political allusions. The subconscious and long forgotten also come to light: a figure disappears ghost-like into the darkness, moths as symbols of the psyche appear in surprising places. Time and again, clues point to perceived connections that mingle with the hopes, longings and needs that characterize human existence, identities and relationships.