I started making videos of myself, following movements of the body that felt right. I played them on TV photographed the poses I liked and then printed them postcard size. I cut the figures out except of where they stand and push from the back making the figure stand on the rest of the photo, like pop-outs. I placed the figures on everyday environments and photographed them even further creating these lilliputian scenes. No photo shop or technologic tricks involved. Now i realise that being so ashamed of being gay I felt an existential vertigo and the this goofy melancholic sexy groupings were expressing more than words could ever relate, about being a young artist, a young human being not happily accepted by a mundane gigantic world, a man who nevertheless had fun expanding himself in pockets of his own reality hidden in folds of the real world
1999-04
Photography