For this installation I collected materials from forest walks that caught my eye; floating fallen branches that hadn’t made the ground, a half eaten butterfly, fluffy lichens, rock formations, a lonely little red flower, mosses, elderberries, travelling seeds flying amidst infinite shades of greens and browns. 

I singled out the details that sparked inhalations of joy and placed them in a circle on the 2nd floor of an old castle. As the day passed, the sun would climb through the window and highlight each individual object, with the exception of the glass campfire in the middle that represented stories of decay. 

This whimsical sphere of delicate breaths became a place to celebrate and share stories of decay. A subject we so often shut our eyes too in Western society as it is associated with pain and loss, but in a forest it is what creates the delicious smells after a summer rain for it nourishes the living.