Humans are the only living beings who are aware of the finality of life; we’re forever bound to accept this fact with total vulnerability. But how can the transient nature of our personalities be acknowledged in an individualistic society? Five years ago, I set out to find an answer to this question in my photo series, THE NATURE OF THINGS. As I started to work on the project, my grandmother was diagnosed with dementia, which was a starting point for my investigations. If our personality completely disappears at the moment of our death, we can think of dementia as that frozen moment in which – day after day – we slowly drift away from ourselves. Ever so slowly, the original project has turned into a collaborative effort with my grandmother. While I’m watching her change both mentally and physically, I’m aiming to embrace acceptance; I’m striving to experience the ways of the world, where the transience of life also plays a part.
