I use my camera to enter areas that are unknown to me, to expose people, to collect those, once off moments. The moments, that would have evaporated if I hadn’t pressed that button. With my photography I create my reality. A circumstantial, dreamlike reality, with long shadows, black and white and unpolished. Dark, bitter and melancholy, I work instinctively; the moments do it for me. And when the moment is right, it comes as an image, separate from it and forms a world of its own. My world.
I currently live and work in Amsterdam.
This photo serie is about love and lose. Those things are combined with each other. Without loving someone you can’t lose them, you have to care about them before you can really lose someone and miss them.
This project shows the process of the loss that happened to me. In a very short time I lost my aunt , grandmother and mother. Photography was an unconscious reflex. I shared my grief with my previous girlfriend so she became a recurring theme in this series. The photo's are taking before and after my mother past away. They show my feelings in a symbolic way of this intense and hectic period in my life.
I was looking for an escape, to not be in the “real” world. To not be confronted with what was happening with my mother because she was ill from cancer. Sometimes you don’t want to look at the truth, you deny it. Even if you know that it’s there, you don’t want to see it. You look at the more beautiful things in life, and things that you do have. It’s a way of surviving.