Ariane Koch

And I’m still here. Living like a tomb-keeper among things I don’t own that are increasingly falling to pieces.

My parents may have left but their way of occupying architectural space remains.

4In the place where the visitor came from, he no longer is. In the place where he was, there is now only a non-him. In the place where the visitor no longer is, someone is dealing with a gap, an empty space, possibly a pulsating empty space. Someone finds him- or herself confronted with the visitor’s absence. Someone is possibly baffled, possibly sad, possibly happy about it.