The Old Ones
They seem as though they have always been there. Rising from familiar landscapes, these silent presences blur the boundaries between scale, time and reality. Somewhere between rock, architecture and living form, they invite imagination rather than belief.
The Old Ones grew out of a fascination with landscapes that seem to carry a memory older than our own.
While walking through certain places, I sometimes have the feeling that something predates us. Not a presence that can be identified, but a quiet intuition that the world follows rhythms and timescales far beyond human experience.
The figures inhabiting this series are created through photomontage. They have never existed in the landscapes where they appear. Yet I am not interested in spectacle or illusion. My intention is for them to feel almost inevitable, as though they had always belonged there.
Their nature remains deliberately ambiguous. They might be rocks, monuments, ruins, organisms or something else entirely. No single interpretation is privileged; each viewer is invited to construct their own.
In the end, this series may not be about imaginary beings at all. It is about our desire to give visible form to what exceeds us: deep time, the memory of landscapes and everything that lies just beyond perception.