Melting old candles from my last show to measure and watch time pass by. Photographed every time after use. I recorded everything I did and my thoughts on time whenever I lit the candles.
Like phases of the moon I thought.
I thought of sending these candles to people in different places, time-zones and asking them to record everything they did while they lit the candles too
Perhaps I still will. But I feel I need more time to experience what this ritual is for me
When I wake up at two or three in the morning, I sometimes sat in the dark on my worktable in the living room making these large charcoal drawings by candlelight.
I listened to music, draw moving my limbs everywhere. Almost like a trance. Trying to capture, shadow, passage of time.
They looked so different in the light of day. I didn’t want to focus on how the image looked it. I just wanted it to be the natural outcome of recording, recording time? But sometimes it felt strange. I wondered if I should be recording something more concrete.
