When my mom died of a heart attack in March 2015, my world nearly collapsed. I was in an emotional turmoil.
With the installation I built a shelter for myself. There, my grief has its place. A place where I can meet mom. An ark that contains everything valuable and worth protecting.
But it should not only be a space for my own grief. It should be an example for a place that everyone must courageously reclaim in his or her life. A space for emotion.