It is in the middle of the night that our senses change, and we become susceptible to the unknown. Creatures begin to grow from the night and our dreams.

In 2018 I created two sculptures. Both sculptures grew out of the night. During the working process I was inspired by some poetic lines written by the Danish poet Michael Strunge: “Black clumps of sleep fall / from the oily sky down into our eyes. We pass away like one-celled organisms / from when the Earth was sea.”

Both sculptures are painted, organic figures which I have combined with readymades. I have intentionally used readymades that are a bit indefinable but also give associations to a bedroom.