THE PATH THAT NEVER OVERGROWS

Photo series

2015 - 2017

Shortly after returning to Latvia after years spent living in Norway beyond the Arctic Circle, I was gradually overcome by a vague sensation - a kind that I had never before felt or experienced. While still living in Norway, my thoughts frequently returned to the old homestead of my grandparents, conjuring up various images and sensations: the smell of a crisp, the taste of pancakes, the sight of a bundle of oat stalks in a vase, and the sight of some pale sun-bleached deer antlers hanging up by the big barn door. However, many other things that would remind me of events of real personal importance could only be recalled upon seeing them again. I had forgotten how funny the old Soviet-era doorknob in my friend’s kitchen looked; I had forgotten how my skin would itch from the local water. The memory of the scarecrow that I had once created had disappeared with time as well. Catching a glimpse of these seemingly trivial things that had once carried special meaning made me realize how fragile the fabric of my memories was. It seemed to me that a certain part of myself had become overgrown, like a long-neglected garden.

"Path that never overgrows" is a visual diary about returning and self-oblivion, about remembering and lost memories, about falling in love and failed relationships, about joy and sadness, friendships and loneliness, fragile bodies and fragile hearts, about the wisdom of elders and remembrance of childhood with a veil of melancholy.

Series “The path that never overgrows” published on Latvian Photography 2019 - FK Magazine