Choki Lindberg’s photographs appear at first glance to depict interiors, often in a state of decay, void of human presence. The work is full of detail and fragmented stories. There are traces left behind, and we are invited to investigate and to associate freely. 

However, once we stop to study the details, an odd dimension surfaces. The proportions appear warped. Textures are exaggerated and theres a clumsiness to the objects. And slowly the artifice begins to unravel.. What we see, are in fact meticulously crafted small-scale sets. Built by hand, every object is deliberately placed. The lighting carefully constructed. 

It is a visual deceit, in a language of its own, that questions reality and our notions of permanence. So as to say: “The world is exactly what we make it and how we see it.”