The victory of life
Being diagnosed with breast cancer in 2011 at the age of 27 broke my life. I spent the next 12 months carefully documenting various procedures, receiving treatments as well as the effects chemotherapy had on my body. Months later, all those precious rolls of film that were giving me a sense of purpose got stuck inside the machine and got destroyed during the developing process. It was the end of the world. I had no reference to life-altering experience of cancer. I felt like I was robbed of my humanity and simultaneously my identity as a visual artist was shattered. During the recovery months I started to really feel the significance of the treatment’s success. My relationship to my body changed again, this time it was a move from distrust towards appreciation and gratitude. This series of photographs was done shamelessly and lovingly at the same time. As I walked into the bare field the dark sky opened and my body was illuminated by life-giving rays. This photograph is dedicated to all victorious spirits.