We, the animals
What lies between human reason and human violence? Why is “the animal kingdom” the antonym of “humankind”? Are we not animals too? Does it have any sense to be still inherently incompatible with other living beings? “We, the animals” talks about creatures called humans, our unique intellect and darkness; it also speaks about our hands and how these hands and their fingers make us unique and dangerous as hell. Our hands can do almost anything we can imagine; they are the tools we use to create our position in the world, and by the same token, we use them to destroy it. This series results from my art practice in photography, my childhood passion for watercolour and my recent interest in sculpture.