Lies Jacobs (1964°) turns her gaze to things, stories, memories and people that often go unnoticed.

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  1. UNDERNEATH TH E MOSS 

    An ear, earth, the living moss, a well, ashes, salt, outside and inside. I explore procedures of caring and states of aliveness. My pursuit to understand how we connect to nature,

    the people we love, and the things we hold dear, aims for a sense of

    empathy in understanding our existence.

    By exploring the symbolic meaning of the ear and the transformative power of the moss, I create space where we may spray the moss, touch the “hou-vast”, kneel down and make ourselves small to witness growth.

  2. Sometimes an ear appears, it looks familiar, like a landscape stretching out, full of memories to get lost in...