48 weeks with reflections

Its time to stop and reflect about my work. If I were to sum it up, it’s about me chasing reflections for 48 weeks. This journey started with a dinner with Shelly in Stockholm, during which we decided that the theme for 2017 would be reflections.

I decided to work with a toy that had a clear role. It is a princess. In my work I have reflected a lot about what it means to be a princess, or a woman from a fiction in a galaxy far, far away.

The princess was not my first choice

As I already told you, the princess from ”a galaxy far, far way” was not my first choice. My choice fell on her because I never thought anyone but me would tell her story like I would. Looking back at my work I see that I haven’t told her story at all, only my own, with my light and with my melancholy.

It took me a long time, much longer than ever could dream, before I realized that I had fallen for my toy. It did not happen until it got dirty, a little bit stretched and marked by my play with the water puddles. Constantly falling down from a rock or in a puddle. I fell for the toy when it was a little more like me.

She became me

I have worked with reflections to reflect myself through the fictional figure, and through this toy I have portrayed the everyday beauty that I have found in the water puddles. My search has been portrayed with a toy. Now that I’m almost at the end of the road, I know that the next toy that I’ll be using needs to be one that is more anonymous. One that can be more like me, or you, without anyone reading a different figure in it. When I finish this project I know that I’ll miss my princess and the possibilities that caring her around has given me.

Kristina

2 thoughts on “48 weeks with reflections”

  1. I always knew the Princess was really you. The photos were too poignant and emotional. I’ve loved following her journey to find herself and her place in the world. I think she is almost there.

  2. I’m going to miss Princess Leia (you) when you’ve completed your challenge. I’m going to miss the light, the melancholy, the reflections. I love knowing that week after week you’ve been able to surprise me with your take on the same subject; some of the images you’ve create are achingly beautiful. I hope you’re proud of what you’ve created.

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