Carcasses of all kind was born from a wild recording of voices and memories, done before it was too late. Here, my ailing mother, was telling me about our first return to Bosnia the following year after the war was over. But this piece is not so much about war, but fragility, memory, damages and scars.

Carcasses of all kind was born from a wild recording of voices and memories, done before it was too late. Here, my ailing mother, was telling me about our first return to Bosnia the following year after the war was over. But this piece is not so much about war, but fragility, memory, damages and scars.