1995, Illeana Tounta Contemporary Art Center

I grew up in a rural area, where in early spring the dozens of blossoming trees surrounding my house were providing a perfect flower carpet for me to lie on and watch the flowers still on the trees above, which were about to fall as well. The smell also contributed to the general feeling of experiencing fragility and the loss of any sense of the materiality of the body, just like when we find ourselves in the middle of a slow and peaceful snowfall. Many years later I felt the same sensation by listening to the album Sleeps With the Fishes by Pieter Nooten and the experimental guitarist Michael Brook. That was what inspired this installation, as a testimony of what it is like to re-enter a happy childhood memory and allow it to interact with the present.