Blue BruisesKatrien does not photograph; she collects. She hunts, she searches, she cuts in silence. And from that silence emerges a language of rare intensity. These are images of absence, of memory, of solitude. Images that impose nothing, yet inhabit you long after you have left them. Above all, they speak of us. This book is a passage. A plunge into a world where intimacy is expressed through suggestion, where the off screen becomes the true subject. It is