Marit Janse

Rushing, stopping, memorizing, turning and twisting. Like the repetition of bricks in a pavement. Traveling through unreachable memories of outlived urban locations. Dynamic, bended layers of reality cover the wall. Constantly changing, a playground, always moving, across and beyond borders. A shifting essence, between something recognizable and unnoted. The binding factor between the artwork and the world (inspiration) is the artist herself. Her footsteps are traced in the canvas. Like the history of traces on a wall.

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