If I never died

2011

C-Print
Variable dimensions

Weimar, Germany

While wandering through the historic Weimar cemetery, I stumbled upon a grave cloaked in moss and silence, as if patiently awaiting someone to unearth its forgotten story. Among the rows of funerary monuments, one sculpture stood out: the serene yet neglected face of a stone woman, her features slowly being reclaimed by nature’s embrace. Intrigued, I felt compelled to uncover her identity.

This quest led me to the life of a 19th-century woman whose memory had been lost in the folds of history. Speaking with those who tended to her grave, I was deeply moved by their connection to her, despite lacking any familial ties. Her story, it seemed, resonated profoundly within the Weimar community. In an old, carefully framed portrait, her daughter appeared poised and elegant, accompanied by a loyal dog—a poignant glimpse into a nuanced and layered past.

My work extended beyond merely deciphering names and dates; it became an act of intervening in that space of memory. The funerary sculpture, with its aura of abandonment and quiet resilience, became the focal point of a deeper reflection. Through this project, I sought to invite visitors to contemplate the fragility of memory and the persistence of oblivion. It was my attempt to illuminate the intimate, personal stories that quietly intertwine with the grand narratives of history.