An ever-growing visual diary, filled out of love for my surroundings. Pointed and shooted with whatever camera is at hand. Digital images become worn objects, they are shifted, transformed in different ways (photographing screens, projections, the use of datamoshing). I became the hacker of my own work. The images embrace leakage, they invite openness. There is found a rebellious act against the sterile logic of contemporary image processing.
Text written by Arthur Saint-Remy and adapted by Lotta Kestens