I’ve made my own currency, created my own wealth. This work is a metaphor for the acquisitiveness that rules and affect our time. I’m thinking about the capitalistic culture where wealth out- weighs everything else. I see it as denial of true values. Money is an illusion that we as a society have let dictate the worlds distribution of rights, as well as its responsibilities. I want to create the same illusion of value, and through that, possibly have created something valuable.

The moment when the existing and non-existing blends together.

I see it as my mission to bend our conceptions of materiality. I almost exclusively use recycled materials in my practice, because I can. The materials are there, and I see them. This figuration of stacks, made of different materials trough different techniques, might give all materials equal worth and cancel out the hierarchy of values.