I have spent half my life looking at things almost nobody looks at.

As a child, I could spend a long time looking at something small: an insect shedding its skin, a strangely shaped stone, a sample under a microscope. It was not a passing curiosity. I wanted to understand what was happening there, even if it was something very small.

Over time, that way of looking found a natural place in science. I learned to observe methodically, to measure, to classify, to be wary of imprecision. But the creative part was still there, taking up very little space. I have returned again and again to images and objects that did not have to prove anything to matter to me.

For a long time those two parts did not quite fit together. Science led me towards control: observing, measuring, verifying. Through making by hand, another way of working appeared: accepting the process, the small error, the decision that cannot be fully justified.

This project begins there: at the moment when observation is no longer enough. I am not trying to explain nature. I am trying to isolate a form and give it a presence it normally does not have — on my own terms, without compromising my judgment.