- Small Cells of Time 24 x 30 cm, Acrylic & Ink on Canvas 2023, Berlin
- This project is part of my attempt to turn tragedy into beauty, by exposing my vulnerability: it’s a necessary choice, even if sometimes uncomfortable.
- In recent years, I have been caring for my father in his terminal illness. In his last six months, last summer, my hours have been punctuated by his suffering and an unreal sense of waiting.
- In July, a huge and exceptional event helped to turn all this into a Kafkaesque dream: gigantic hailstones fell on our house, unexpectedly. At that point, our suspended breathing and my father’s heartbeat mixed with the sound of these huge ice balls, falling violently on the roof and creating an out-of-tune soundtrack, a bit like a group of dazed musicians in a soundproof attic.
- These white balls have settled so much in my memory that they have become the cells of time I spent with him, marking the passing of hours between uncertainty and hope.
- Then when he left, they shattered into stardust.
