Stor måge ("Big Seagull")

This limited edition publication was part of the duo-exhibition Nye alfabeter ("New Alphabets") with Danish writer and artist Gerd Laugesen, and contains two small books.

My book is 42 pages of a photograph of a seagull slowly morphing into a short poem. What do we see when we see? What is in the brain and what is in the sky? Is there really such a thing as "a sky"? Or "a brain"?

The poem roughly translates to: 

big seagull / makes it hard / to see the sky / 

(not God´s, just the blue one) 

Self-published, 2018.

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