Places passed through, held onto. From what remains, a space emerges — one that never existed, yet can still be entered. This work moves through landscapes, memories, people, and fragments of family history. Using my personal archive as a starting point, I bring together images that are not identical, yet seem to belong to one another — like cards from an unfinished memory game. What connects them is the tension between them. The images do not close themselves off; they open into spaces. Something cinematic unfolds there, allowing narratives to emerge. Out of real fragments, an imagined world begins to form: an inner place.