This photo is part of a series called “Black Coal Blue Moon.” The commitment and work practice were largely based on traditional analogue photography – of concentrated reflection on the fluidity of moments, sensations, perceptions, and reverberations. I step over the sleepers, the blistered cities, across the forest into the days and the distance itself, and the time window is always there under the black coal and blue moon. A pilgrimage of a sort, a quest for revelation – as far as half to the gateway, between earth and silence.
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