A Dark Side
Martijn’s room was covered in images he had gathered by the time he reached his adolescence. The images took up the whole wall area, from top to bottom. However, they were not “happy naps,” as his mother used to say…
Thrift Store Frequenter
Instead, they were snapshots of their town’s darker side. He grabbed some of them personally, but he also discovered a lot of them at thrift stores. Later in age, when he came upon an ancient camera at an antique shop, he couldn’t help but buy it.