I have been away from my family home for five years. I think about my family and friends every day, as well as places that I know, like, and whom I miss. Distance causes for some echoes to acquire colours, while others are now only barely visible. I am saddened by the thought that maybe I am losing them forever – hence the need to save them, recall them, revive them. Therefore, my work not accidentally consists of boxes, symbolic capsules of memories. While I am so far away, unable to go home, my thoughts, emotions, family memories, longings, and desires I "put together" into the box.