050493 (2016–ongoing)
“In the humdrum routine of personal existence, History did not matter.We were simply happy or unhappy, depending on the day. The more immersed we were in work and family, said to be reality, the greater was our sense of unreality.”
–Annie Ernaux
I was born under auroras on 5th of April 1993. I did not witness the fall of the Berlin Wall nor the collapse of the Soviet Union. The short 20th Century had already come to an end. Early 1990’s depression in Finland was still affecting people's lives but otherwise times were optimistic. My mother watched Friends on cable tv, my father found an ascending career in technology and our home computer was plugged into the World Wide Web. The global economy was booming, globalisation had opened up new markets and liberalism seemed inexorable granting peace and prosperity. During the celebrations of the new millennium, I remember thinking for the first time: this moment will never come back. Eight months and eleven days later Twin Towers collapsed and the new age of extremes began. I was at my friend's house watching Moomins and eating ice cream.
This series is a both personal and collective memoir of the past 30 years. Alongside my daily life photographs and old family albums pictures, I expose you to my debt letters and therapy notes. Can the public become private, the intimate become identifiable? All I know is that our lives are worth more than we might think or are being told.