The trigger for me was the Dutch Castle Twickel in the Netherlands.
A house of frozen time, with a collection of about 10.000 pieces of historical aristocratic linen. Shirts, gloves, blankets and finest underwear. Ironed starched, folded. Noble underwear of the former lords and ladies, never photographed before.
I show with the partly applied linen what is normally not public for reasons of social standing and decency. I try to make peepholes into the most private of places, to show true poetics of the underwear, a look at the symbolic detail, at vulnerability, desire and transience. And I show a kaleidoscope of my photographic experiences. My own moments of touch, of moving play with lace, with silk, flickering against the light. Dreamlike, yet real.
Image and lace. The lace is from the collection of Jacob Six, collector from Amsterdam.*
The lace is photographed on a light box. I have printed the lace and the image on Japanese double layered Kozo Paper.
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