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In every hotel room there is a departure and in its sheets a mark of who has been there. Before leaving, a photograph as a record of the absence. I have wanted to do it for years and thus trace a kind of imaginary route through those places to which I will surely not return.
These images somehow lead me directly to think about what it means to be and not to be. A kind of portrait of the transience of life.
