THE REALITY OF THE UNATTAINABLE

2019

 

Project Statement

 

 

It was a hot summer in the mid-80s. I was still a child and the cold war divided the world. My father took me on a journey north, towards the sea. Together we stood on the shores of the Baltic Sea. We looked at the white ships which were reaching for the horizon.

 

I could only guess their aim. It had to be something indescribable about it, this unattainable place of longing. And for a long time it remained in me as an unsolved mystery.

 

30 years later I am there. From the Scandinavian cliffs i look over to the shores of my childhood.

 

The unattainable has become reality.

 

 

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