…to sit back and smile – this is the hardest. they are present in the silence. in the stillness. in the monumental void of my pictures. they are under the bark of the trees and in the layers of thickly plastered walls. in the breath that I withold during exposure. my smile is usually crooked. they are present in the crookedness or rather in the failed symmetry. my pictures are not even crooked. not by any chance. in my pictures, I create looong straight lines – maybe to replace my crooked smile. in my pictures, I smile geometrically. sometimes I think this way I laugh with them. [messages beyond the tree]