Sol Hanna Eriksson

I turn back. Go back in time. Escape from the city. Home to the village. Into the forest. To the elves, trolls, birds and moose. I think of other times, worlds. Of the things left behind that can never be refound. It disappeared somewhere in the fog. Sank into the mire. But maybe if I look really well under the stones or among all the needles lying all around. Maybe I can find a little thread of all that magic that had once enveloped me completely. Back then it was so obvious. My friends were flying, swimming, and some you did not even see except fleetingly in the corner of your eye.

In my degree project, I bring together the human body with that of the tree in order to unite humanity with the forest and its creatures again. Both visible and invisible.