Transience

Transience means that everything eventually decays, dissolves, or disappears.

The author Søren Ulrik Thomsen writes in his latest book: “...the past has begun to fall in front of me.” I very much feel that it is also the future that is falling.
Every day I see things that could make me cry all day long — and sometimes they do.

The way the world looks, and the way power behaves, confirms the transience of everything — and that is what this exhibition is about.
It is, of course, also about the gratitude that must follow in the wake of an awareness of transience.
Nothing quite puts an otherwise insurmountable everyday problem into perspective like transience — in the sense that: “maybe it — or you — isn’t all that important after all, in the grand scheme of things.”

This exhibition should therefore be seen as an expression of what my quirky mind may be preoccupied with.
You’ll find both old and new pieces, often made from things that have also had “another life” — various perishable materials now placed in a new context.