A continuous growing collection, about not searching, but how stuff gets to find its way to you. Transform separate, found items in one narrative scene. Interfere as little as possible. Only use the materials found.
Scene 01. Mouse trap. When you only reach for higher grounds, without knowing where you’re heading for.
Scene 02. My beloved birdhouse. A small mummified tomtit baby family, passed away in the spring of life. Cherished by the parents, who created a soft nest of branches, feathers, moss and doghair to grow their offspring. Now a remembrance to their love and a frame of death. The cathedral bird house is a sanctification of this scene of tragedy. With big windows for a striking lighting and a looking glass to catch more detail.