when the last bottle falls //
photo series 2018
When the last bottle falls,
I will glue my eyes shut with band-aids
and follow the rain;
slowly slide into a ditch
and get myself burnt,
to see nothing and get nowhere;
Photo project highlights memories, that slowly lead towards an imaginative childhood, leaving inner struggles and emotional imbalance as leftovers from the past. Growing up in a small town almost in middle of nowhere, being a part of a small community, where an occasional drink is a norm.
A drinking spot, a fresh road-kill in the dark, the local drunks singing, inner rage, hurt and melancholia - connected through memories and contemporary poetry.