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RUINS
I am not quite sure what draws me to making ruins. It feels like a kind of magic to be able to bring the past into the present. Signs of past lives... steps on which people sat and talked, slept, ate, cried... stairs that used to lead to somewhere important, doors that used to matter...
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Each ruin is an accident ... emerging in the making. As Leonard Cohen said once - you get this choking in your throat when you finally get it right!
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