This is a personal exploration of what it means to belong in an ever-changing world. On the Northwestern coast of Norway, where I was born, lives a tiny creature with many names. Some call it a weed. Others depend on it.
It thrives in human-disturbed soil and has expanded its territory as society has shifted from an agricultural to an industrial one. This narrative weaves through its first appearance and examines the various attempts by local people to fight it —all in vain, of course.
Edited photograph
This photo was taken through the lens of a pair of binoculars I found in the old school building I borrowed from my old aunt May 2022.
Charcoal on paper, 40x29cm
The intelligent root system has developed in order for the plant to spread rapidly over vast areas—efforts to suppress it rarely succeed.
Pressed flower
Picked and brought carefully in newspaper back to Oslo in car and then to Paris.Pressed flowers and watercolor on paper