In Utero is about these times. It looks at the incredible and terrifying confinement that the world is experiencing. Not being able to go out to photograph, I turn my eyes inside. First into my own home and to my family. A path that finds me inside myself. When I notice it, it had already been there. It is autobiographical, as it could not be otherwise. The strange sensation of waking up to a cinematic dystopia. A real movie script where I am one of the characters. There are no good guys to save us in the end, not least because we don’t know if there will be an end. An anguish that gradually erodes the dreams that were being built prior to event. A reality of poses and fictional successes that each person embodied – buckled. Stripped of the control we thought we had of our lives, I dive with everyone, in an ocean of uncertainty and pain. Each piece of ice that melts is like a teardrop that flows for everyone who has not been saved,...
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