“If he threatens you with battle, you raise him a whole war. The last time I checked, queens cower before no man.”

“In the remote village of Yar-Sale in Northern Siberia, live a group of elderly women. They were once part of a nomadic community of reindeer herders. However, in their old age, they spend most of their days in seclusion, isolated from the world they loved and their community. While men are usually encouraged to remain within the migrating community and maintain their social roles, the women often face the struggles of old age alone.It took a flight, a sixty-hour train ride from Moscow, and a seven-hour bone-breaking drive across a frozen river to meet them. I immersed myself in their closed community, and for days, over many cups of tea, they shared their stories, lullabies, and longings with me.On this series, the memories of the past, represented by the images of the outside world, are combined with the portraits of current reality.

By doing so, I tried to give their stories a visual representation. One that could last after they are already gone.  

(*Like Last Year’s Snow is a Yiddish expression – referring to something which is not relevant anymore)”

Sources from top left to bottom right: Alien Bodies (Book), Phobos (Audio), Interference Book Two (Book), Beltempest (Book), Phobos (Audio), The Faith Stealer (Audio), The Last (Audio), Caerdroia (Audio), To the Death (Audio), Scapegoat (Audio)  

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Buried alive, I reclaim something:

remember when love smelled like rain?

What I know for sure is the heart

is like the sea with its dark urging:

wide over everything, breathless and breaking.