“…The beginning of almost all my projects can be traced back to a single event. This event started with the simple urge to go for a bike ride. An urge to go out during the first corona lockdown. After cycling for a few kilometres I saw a road sign indicating the direction of the beach. Not knowing that the beach was still more than 60 km away, I decided that I wanted to go to that beach. I had no food or water with me and all the stores were closed due to the lockdown. It was only me along with my bicycle and camera. When I finally arrived at the beach I took a single photo, perhaps just to justify my crazy idea of cycling to the beach, then turned around and started cycling back home. The photo was a snapshot and not even of the beach or the sea, but of a rabbit corpse that was recently hit by a car. I had immortalized a scene that would otherwise have faded into oblivion. I had recorded something that had been given a right to exist again. A photo that took me 117 km to get. I wanted to repeat this entire act of physical exhaustion for image making in a conscious way…”