I take photographs of old houses where people live or have lived. I find them captivating. What unfolding events have the walls of these buildings witnessed? In a close past people were born and died in the same house, and in between all of lifes everyday hardships unfolded. Have these walls enclosed atmospheres of peace and serenity or despair and anger? Probably both I guess. I found this motive in Finnmark, way north of the Arctic circle.
I also take photographs of signposts but I really don´t know why.