“I heard the news of mama (Uncle). It gave me a sadness which I had not experienced before … It had a characteristic silence. And at some point it felt quite natural for me to pick up my brush … One breath into my lungs is one dip of the brush into the ink, breathed out in one stroke over the paper and that continues. As I made these, I was completed somehow with mama, with each breath. And after I finished it, to look at it only clearly expressed the love I have for him, and nothing else. I talked to him through breath. I hanged it up on my wall, because it continued to speak with me for some time … Strong flow of energy between the two. And then one day it came to me, as a deep realisation, as one of the fundamental truths, clear as the blue sky, movement.”

—Excerpt from a letter written to my cousin
24 January 2024

The three paintings followed three different breathing patterns which were given as a protocol decided on the feeling of the moment. This work was exhibited in You Can Breath A Rock With An Egg, in Kunsthaus Baselland, in September 2024.