I’ve always had a connection to objects and places. Like the majority of people, I have a home, I posses things, and have a family and friends. Philosophically speaking, we’re all integrated in space, connected to objects and communicate with concepts. At a basic level this is what my art is about: space, object, concept. Having lived in a family of artists, I’ve been exposed to certain peculiarities and oddities early on. This prompted me to question pretty much everything, not just in art, but on a daily basis. I think familiarity comes from being exposed to a sort of “conformity of reality”, or accepting the status quo. I find familiarity in something else. People might label my art as strange or bizarre, but reality and real events are equally so, maybe even more so, except no one dares question reality.