I have these objects. Something monumental captured in a small piece of material. Fragile. Solid. Unconsciously melting together with new times and material. They connect with the body and bring back the landscape they once came from. Puts me naked before my own self, as its shape and structure transfers to my skin, like a sailor catching a glimpse of the sea in his memories. Each one of us carries our own personal heritage. It is stored deep within, protected and sealed yet highly sensitive.