In the boot of my father’s Citroen ID20 station wagon there were two side-facing seats.
They were my special seats.
Here I could create my own little world, piling up books, carving a stick with my pocket knife, eat apples from the garden.
From here I could watch the scenery going by, wave at the cars behind us, look at the city lights, catching a glimpse of people’s life as my dad’s car whizzed pass them.
Meanwhile my 3 sisters were on the back seat playing with dolls and arguing…
Cars are a fascinating way to observe the behaviour of people and often a reflection of their social status, life challenges, priorities.
I also love the way a car can become a tool for me. Something to shoot through voyeuristically, to add depth and also tell a story, or hint at something deeper.
2016 - 2017.