In My dreams exposed I wanted to explore and recreate the landscapes of my dreams and nightmares. Using polaroid, an instant film, I was forced to create the atmosphere in the photograph without retouch, in the moment of shooting. The pictures became a way to analyse and remember events and places that felt significant, even if they are not actually real.
The field behind my mother's house
My father gets two depressions a year, one, where he gets blood in her eyes and one where he lets it rain upon the rest of us.
It was night and day at the same time
Strange weather in the garden, that was full of purple, green and violet
My mother was holding the cat
My mother was strangling the cat
A red dress my grandmother gave me
The amber buildings felt like science-fiction
Somebody cut off the head of a snake
