A sea of crystals flow within the mountain.
Rivers of crystals, metals and minerals.
Mountains filled with the materials we use to build computers. To control electricity and wireless communicate.
I reach out my hand and feel the cold rocks dripping with water. Wet, cold, and slippery with algae. I feel the sharp edges where the water has split the stones. Crumbling the surface bit by bit. As I run my hands along the rock, I think about how immense much this mountain holds within itself. The mountain is vast and impenetrable. What lies hidden within the rock will likely stay hidden long after I’m gone. Within this rock lies a world that I as a human cannot enter. But the water does not take no for an answer. It caves, and crack, and scrapes, seeking a way in. It swallows minerals as it go’s, and melts them into thundering rivers. What the water manages to extract will travel the world. And when I drink the water, perhaps it becomes a part of me. It feed my organs, my bones my blood. I depend on it to build and maintain my body. My body can not enter the world inside the mountains, but a piece of the mountain does live in me.
Naked
The sensitivity of the skin; being naked; exposing ourselves; and the power of sincerity;
Especially in this day and age, when nudity is almost directly linked to gender debate, beauty ideals, and sexism, I want to promote the naked human body as something universal. Something fundamental to our existence as human beings. It is neutral and sincere. I want to show who or what we fiscally are as human beings: free, original, powerful, vulnerable, separate, but also a part of a bigger entangled world.
I am raised in a family where being naked was just a normal thing. Form my young childhood I would often go with my parents to a sauna, nude beach or other places where being naked is nothing special. While growing up, I became more aware of sexuality and the tension around a naked body. Seeing other people naked was not as innocent any more, and exposing myself became somewhat dualistic. On one side I experience it as something natural and non sexual. On the other side I became very aware of the sexual tension building up around the subject. This duality of the subject being so linked to the context it is in, really sparked my fascination with it. What is considered normal, universal and natural on one place, is considered to be provocative and offensive somewhere else. Often even by the same people.
In photography I try to get closer to this phenomenon, and get to understand better why we do not universally except the body of others.
