Part of my series "ongoing". I follow my only son, my father and the rest of my shattered, small family through their life into a intimate space and report what i feel and see. The images are unstaged, but apparently affected by me as a close relative and photographer. I go very close and at the same time, i step back and explore the stories we all share, the uncanny beautiful ones we own, whether we want or not. I leave our individual space behind and offer the viewer images about his own questions.
In this part of the series i show portraits of my son, Bela. Mothers symbiosis meets unfamiliarity, closeness meets diffuse distance. I explore magic innocent childhood and the bone crashing weight of individuation and consciousness and frame them under tension together.