Sink your teeth
into the watermelon flesh
and on your chin;
pink rivers!
Let them flow.
And when they dry,
with your small fingertip
rub them softly,
so that they fall
inside your blouse.
And then your chest can eat
a little bit of Summer.

Artificial flashbacks and moments of nowness. By mixing family archive with new material and analogue with digital, the photographic medium itself becomes an investigation tool for looking between the family and the self, the pure and the hallucinatory.

The series consists of 47 images, including single images and diptychs, presented originally in the form of a book and taking different forms on the way.