The work is based on pictorial fragments from a house in the Finnish countryside that belongs to my fathers family, and to me it was my childhood summer villa and also my home for a couple of years in my youth. My memories of the summers that I spent there are easy and bright and turn towards a feeling of melancholy when coming closer to my youth, a time of loosing the innocence of a child and my brother in a car accident.

Today the house is close to falling down and has an atmosphere of surrealism since the main kitchen hall is lacking the floor; a big hollow of ground and dust is straight in front when entering through the main door. Still there are many remains of former life, such as objects of decoration on the walls, towels hanging were they used to hang and other house wear goods and furniture around.
Some of the objects were brought to Finland from America by my ancestors that emigrated in the end of the 19.th century. Other derive from more modern times, such as the school- and other drawings made by myself or by my brother. The objects that connect to America are very romantic and represent to me the dream of the promised land and a better life compared to the poor circumstances that my Finnish ancestors escaped from a long time ago.