Quarry outside of Malmö, Sweden
I was drawn to the tension in the dual perspective of the place. On one hand concrete facts about its materialization, but at the same time the visual summons the imagination; daydreams which inscribe another story into the quarry.
Who created this place? How did they live their life? How did they relate to each other?
Perhaps they simply dug to dig, searching inwards, downwards, to constantly examine existence through action.
Maybe they lived in provisional hollows they dug out, levels and surfaces where they ate and slept, before digging further.
But I already knew the reason this place was created, standardized houses, standardized elements, standardized windows. The triumph of efficiency. Powers which easily dominate uncertainty and searching for the sake of it.