Making any kind of creative work has always been a place of release and connection for me. Time to fully engage in the absolute moment of something, time spent usually alone, time to reflect, assess and process things, and without wanting to sound too soppy about it, time to love the world again. Making pictures or finding and creating sound is an act of love to me, It’s not always joyful, but I find a lot of beauty in melancholy too, in feeling and noticing and remembering things.

Sharing these moments is a part of it all, too, and completes the circle.