The weekly call of my father to his brother, hundreds of miles away, the conversation always starting with the same « Salut Gert, ça va? ». It is the loose connections we endeavour to keep close while saying nothing of substance. Just being present.
Salut Gert, ça va?
Ink on paper, 59,5cmx67 cm. The work was part of the exhibition Dearest in Događanja gallery in Zagreb.
