In the Incognito series, I combine images of urban environments with wisps of memories: the fluttering of flower
petals, the shifting of light on a windowpane, scraps of writing from the life of a person. Incognito is about a
fictional city, a combination of urban non-places – soulless business districts, drab residential blocks, uniform
shopping malls. Places that exist in every city. The fictional city of Incognito consists only of such places – places,
nonetheless, where millions of people live their lives and nourish their cherished memories. The city seems devoid
of life, buildings and streets seem empty and identical, shadows and light look like static planes and lines. It is as if
the city is frozen in time and only its shell remains. The city is a universe which, although it is human and
real and personal, seems like a decor, an abandoned movie set.