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In my grandmother’s family albums I meet my ancestors. Photographs show me theirfaces, surfaces, covers, faded characteristics. My grandmother tells me one or two sentences about my great-grandfather. Those sentences are the essence of what in my imagination I call“great-grandfather”.

This language is as fragmentary as the photographs. My great-grandfather is a facsimile that can only move in already-decided images. I defamiliarize the pictures in my grandmother's albums according to theprinciple of her narration in order to gain access to them. I assemble, form, light, condense, destroy and renew the particles of theimages, the face of my great-grandfather, the sparse fragments of my ancestors. I make a symbol of myself and braid it into the pictures to explore my ownposition in the structure of the pictures and the midst of my ancestors