Smoke rises slowly from underneath the sidewalk.
A field of grass in which one’s feet suddenly sink.
A tree uprooted, excavated and folded like a book.
The view of a mountainside, which seems to softly drain empty.
Is it the miracle that’s dying? Or is it the viewer? By way of reshaping and reforming certain phenomena around us I try to research the ways in which we experience them. My work consists of temporary installations in public space and their documentation. These photographs are mixed with imagery I collect while walking through various landscapes, where I look for inspiration. Similarities and relations between scale and time are important in my works. The mysteries I present are not to be unraveled, but possess a pensiveness that invites the viewer to question why the works have been conjured up in the first place.www.koenkievits.com