We artists often try to do something to leave a mark in the history. To make us kind of immortal. When I was a little boy my father told me mosquitos live only for one day. I remember thinking: well if they are on this planet for such a short time, why do they have to be born at all? Just to die a short moment later… This photo is from mine and my daughter’s first Ghosts Watching Over Me winter outdoor exhibition here in Finland. The name of the exhibition was We Are Just Lonely Skeletons with Golden Teeth. …There will be a sequence of exhibitions to follow with this photo series we have been working on since my daughter was four. These unmarked exhibitions last for only one day or less, and we won’t promote them in any way in advance. They just take place in random locations without notice. Maybe you now ask what’s the purpose of such a short exhibition if no one else knows about them. But that’s your question, not ours. We already have the answer.