Scenes from a Lost Family Album
As a child, visiting my grandfather, I often flipped through our family albums.
Years later these albums disappeared. I tried to get them back, but so far this has been unsuccessful.
While travelling last summer I found another photo album in an antique store.
With strangers from another country, yet many of the poses seemed familiar.
I recognized the situations where families celebrated important moments to share with future generations. It felt rather uncomfortable not to know the fate of my personal family album. I selected photos from the album that might as well have been of my family and embroidered them. Each stich brought me both closer and further away from my family albums, which are still missing.