His work consists of meticulous observations of human actions. In doing so, he seems to strive for neutrality and objectivity – a venture that never quite succeeds. And this is exactly what makes his subdued precision so fascinating. Precarious, small incidents are held there in his words. Measured observations. Stems of grass. Prams. Insects. The quest for the unsulliedness of things, humans, has something helpless, something poignant about it. It appears to be naive – but the reader knows better.