The sculpture enters into a dialogue with the 1940 photo series, which, like 5 Minutes, is a work in progress.
The series suggests a concrete object that my great-grandmother and grandmother had stolen during their flight from the bombing during World War II with the intention of possibly making it profitable.
By unrecognizable image of the object I link the choice of these refugees (my ancestors) to the here and now, but I also respect their wish to keep the object hidden.

I have been photographing this object since I became the owner of the object but always unrecognizable