To Die in Summer

The urge of creating this series has been  evolved over the summer of 2022. Starting from a very personal experience of attending the funeral of my grandfather, and traveling to the Atlantic in France on the next day, watching people jumping into the ocean, disappearing in a whirl of saltwater, sharpened my senses; to the immanent conflict of existence in simultaneity. Within 24 hours I would turn my view against a coffin being lowered into the ground, gently held by a couple of men, wearing white gloves, moving my sight through spacious white clouds, flying across Europe, eventually finding myself looking at young people dropping themselves from high above sea level into the deepness of the ocean. This disappearance be it narrated in the right way, told me a lot about my understanding of looking at images, their role in producing a will for longing and the precise description of absence.