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Leavings || things remaining

As a child, I spent every summer at my grandparents' house. There in that small white house built by my grandfather were everyday keepsakes, travel souvenirs, and memories. When I was about 12 years old I was told that if there was anything I particularly cherished, I should put my name on it. A yellow post-it note with my name appeared prominently on the bottom of a burgundy vase - from that summer on, I became a collector.

I create fictional, domestic scenes in the historical still-life tradition, bringing forgotten objects to new life in unexpected contexts. Though familiar, subjects often appear dark and unsettling. The constructed narratives explore our emotional connection to our memories and keepsakes. 

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