FOLDER WITH LETTERS, CIGARETTES, ASHTRAY, FAKE ROLEX, CAST IN RESIN 51 X 34 CM.
THE DISCOVERY OF THIS FOLDER, WHICH I FOUND AT MY MOTHER’S. A FOLDER I HAD NEVER SEEN BEFORE AND WHICH ISS NOW THE ONLY THING I HAVE FROM MY DEAD GRANDMOTHER - A WOMAN I NEVER MET. MY ATTEMPT TO GET TO KNOW HER HAS STARTED A WAVE WITHIN ME. THE FOLDER CONTAINS, AMING OTHER THINGS, LETTERS FROM HER TIME AS A PROSTITUTE, WRITTEN BY HERSELF.
THE DISCOVERY HAS SET SOMETHING IN MOTION - AN INVESTIGATION OF WOMEN ACROSS GENERATIONS IN MY FAMILY.
STORIES AND FRAGMENTS THAT CONTINUE TO EXIST ALSO WITHIN ME. AT THE SAME TIME, THE WORKEXPLORES THE INSTINCT FOR SURVIVAL THAT SEEM EMBEDDED IN US: THE NECESSITY OG MAINTAINING A FACADE WHILE STRUGGLE LIVES INSIDE. THE WOR CIRCKLES AROUND THAT SECRET. AROUND SEX AS CURRENCY, AROUND NOT BEING ABLE TO AFFORD TO FALL APART.
EXHIBITED AT MALMÖ ART ACADEMY STUDENT GALLERY - MARCH 2026