My Name Still Grows (2020) is an examination of the human urge to leave marks and traces. The book bears similarities to a map, and as you unfold it, a stream of associations roll out over the pages in the form of collages of photographs in black and white or color.
These images, picturing hearts carved in trees, names on church benches, and graffiti in empty buildings, all come back to a common denominator in humans. Ranging from wood carvings from 1683 to tags from 2020, the book revolves around the idea that leaving a mark, for some reason, has always been meaningful. 
By collecting traces this book becomes a flow of interconnected symbols and tags made by rebels and lovers over time.
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