At art school in Paris Maja Forsslund sat before croquis models, sketching every day for four months. These croquis
sessions are the raw material for painters, teaching them to interpret and shape the human form. Forsslund left Paris
and moved to Kraków to continue her studies and she returned to these croquis models, but this time with a camera.
The camera adds another dimension. Details stick ruthlessly to the photographs, creating surreal and often tragic
portraits. A pair of slippers, a fan and some spots of paint are given altered meaning. The props turn into the models’
personal belongings, parts of their universe. A man in the midst of easels and scattered stools is reminiscent of a
survivor on a battlefield.