“I arrived at the residency with a few key words that I trusted fully and a few supporting structures to house them in, just enough to feel at peace with leaving things open. I was interested in sound, space and people.

I did not know how Turku would shape my thoughts and routes. I would walk from the apartment towards the river to decide where I wanted to be, passing the park with its stone hills and blossoming lilacs. The gallery was by the river, the library on the right, the church tower peeking through the trees, a few bridges to make up my mind, a sun-exposed bench at Book Café and the river as a mental anchor. –“