Artist: Thyra Weiss
 
"This is a recreation of a memory.I lived in a small central apartment, and my friends came over a lot. In the lack of other places to sit, we all sat in my pink bed. Everything in the apartment was pink, even the microwave.  It was always a struggle to find places to hang out on when we were younger. The cafés closed early and we were too young for the pubs. As we wandered the streets we dreamt of how it would be when one of us got an apartment. A place for us to sit and do nothing or something together." - Thyra Weiss