I make what I call ghost architecture. They are structures that represent something that has either been lost or has been only imagined, like postcards from places that no longer exist, or the blueprints of buildings that were never built. But they also represent something tangible to hold onto when you, like me, have travelled far and long enough from where you came to no longer recognise where you are or what you have become. In that way, they are phantom limbs of disconnected memories. They aspire to stability and permanence, but the permanence is illusive.