Missing tress
This project emerged as a response to the disappearance of old trees in my hometown.
Over the years, many trees—damaged by age, disease or sleet—were removed. But instead of replanting, what remained was emptiness. The municipality did not consider the return of trees a priority.
I walked through the city again, tracing the places where I remembered trees once stood.
By cutting their silhouettes into photographs, I made the absence visible.
The voids became markers—traces of presence through absence, quiet reminders of what was lost and what could have been replanted.
