translation:

Memories from the past losing balance - the skin around your elbow reminds me to an elephant - seasons change, provided bij swift passing landscapes

I always take pictures when I'm on the highway, from my car. I have to, all that beauty disappears so fast. But as a painter I have to work much slower. An underpainting in earthpigments, a contrasting layer over that - and colors come to life, like photograph but more real than that. A photo is not a memory. Memory is an image we store, a reality on its own. Somewhere there must be a world consisting of memory. Where we can share our memories.

This exhibition is a result from the learning period Sakind did in Eveliens studio, as a part of her art-and-design education