“… I felt there was a much deeper connection with the people I photographed. It became a personal thing to me first, then it became a way of telling a story about somebody who nobody knows. You will be the one bringing the person forward, bringing the story forward.” Otis Kwame Kye Quaicoe

You indicate your under-water presence with 2 red buoys. Playfully, they float on the muddied water of the city canal. They look as if you snatched them from a balloon vendor, fixed them to your waist belt and – splash – took a long dive. Are they tracking your secret underwater operations?

From the bridge I’m watching the bubbles and wonder: Into what kind of creature you will turn once you’ve entered the atomsphere again? Maybe, a giant fish?