In early June I sat on a plane 10.000 meter above sea level. I was on my way to visit my grandma in Santa Fe, New Mexico. A few days earlier I got the message that she was rushed to hospital undergoing surgery. The doctors said it was cancer.
My project “Nanna” is a document of the following three weeks. A time of uncertainty, disbelief and tears, but also laughter and meaningfulness. The following time was also an exploration of how my relationship to my father changed at the same time as his relationship to his mother was changing. I was no longer only my fathers son, but a trusted adult. And my father was no longer his mothers son, but also her caretaker, and confidential.
Even though the project was made as a way of letting go and remembering my grandma, as it unfolded it turned out to be much more about life than death. “Nanna” is about the lived life both in terms of themes, and in terms of the details in the pictures: Human relations and nature.
