Flowers and weeds picked up during the lonely walks became narrators about a certain time and certain memories of the author's reality.

I Don't Miss You Anymore

The wallpaper with a photo of a light young forest decorated the hallway in my grandmother’s flat for decades. Whenever I would visit I was attracted to the image of large trees on the wall. The woods created a warm atmosphere in the place.
In 2018, my grandmother was diagnosed with a fatal illness, and soon after, she died. My younger brother moved to her place. He kept the wallpaper. Less than two years after she passed, my brother died in a tragic way.
We decided to sell the flat. I tore down the wallpaper and kept some pieces. 
This series of photos was created with an office scanner, collaging physical pieces of the wallpaper into new images.
These photo-collages are about the heartbreaking loss of loved ones, about dark days of grieving and letting go. They reflect my emotions from the hardest days of my life. Like the trees, I am broken, but standing, walking through the dark woods ...


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Marusa Racic