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On top of the steep hill in our forrest, lies a lot of rubbish. A part from the usual numerous beer cans, we found a smashed machine of some sort, the remains of an electric supply device and traces of a large lamp - we believe there may have been a ski-lift here once upon a time.
The result of my findings this day became a metal nettlefish.
Gunilla Poignants' colored jellyfish float in the room - the reflection is magical. She's exhibiting at Kaleido in Uppsala currently.
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