In Norway, where the streets are often icy in the winter season, adding sand to ice is often necessary to avoid broken legs and wet clothing. In this image, the sand is inside the ice, which is otherwise pure. I love how the air bubbles and the sand mimic each other in size and roundness. And yet, the air bubbles kind of do not exist. When the ice melts, it is only the sand that prevails: Only the impurities have real existence. It is the impurities that help people get around.

The use of ice as a medium for what is really a kind of still life meditation has a lot of meaning, relating both to space and time. As a starter: the object has its own space on the threshold of our immediate reach, and this "frozen time" (unlike the photograph, maybe?) and space are slowly returned to us. But then something has happened - the photographic recording, among other things. 

Printed 60 x 36 cm (approx 23,8 x 14.7 in) with pigment on fine art photographic paper. Edition of 10, signed on the front and on the enclosed certificate of authenticity.