Hold my hand

When two people live together for so long they dissolve into one yet hanging together by a brittle thread. Infinite affection, finite time. Hands showing each other affection, telling stories about a long life.

Photo serie; my parent's hands
Plaster casting; my parent's hands

Photos by Marianne Hellman


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