At the end of 2019 my lover left me. The only thing she left behind was the bedsheet on which we had been sleeping together and a magazine with photographs of 465 orchids.
The mechanical motion of glueing paper onto fabric soothed my aching heart. My lover had once told me, I would never buy you flowers, but this time I got my way.
465 Orchids from my lover (2019)
Collaborative therapeutic artwork together with Matilde Søes Rasmussen
Video, photo collage, papier-mâché, acrylic paint, spraypaint, old sheet, 465 photographs of orchids