*What happens with peoples mental presence in a transition space - a space that is not where you came from and not where you are going but rather the in-between.		*The process of collecting their expressions lasted two months and I sat sometimes four hours in a row, motionless, like a bird watcher waiting for the characters to come into my viewpoint.
*The transition space occupies your time and forces your physical presence to be somewhere you did not choose. Are you imprisoned? Is your mind limited to the borders of your body?		*I spyed on them, they fascinated me, pusseled me and although I had the large lens half a meter from their private spaces they never noticed me or bothered to ask me anything.
*I looked into the faces of a thoughtful crowd who in my experience disintegrated their minds from the limitations of their bodies to master their own time in this worlds space.		<Back to projects