In my recent practice, home is a place frozen in time, a place left behind. It is a symbol for family, homeland, a life that does not exist anymore. It comes with memories and nostalgia. Empty spaces, cracks on the walls and objects left behind all tell of an absence. Soon they will all just be a part of memory.
My work shows environments absent of people, but with the evidence of their existence. I am attracted to ruins as a metaphor for the record of human life in an empty setting. Empty space creates questions that populated space does not. These environments reflect my view of the transient nature of life.