Transvoid is a series of portraits of people waiting in their cars in snowy parking lots at shopping malls and petrol stations, on transit routes in Canada during the winter. While these are portraits, they are also about place, only the harsh environment is never visible, and only implicitly present. In Transvoid, the car has become a means of transport to another circumstance, a time machine that transports not to another era but to the achievement of a feigned state of stillness and stillness – a simulation that is at the distance both from the point of departure and from the destination, and is never about achieving a goal or even wanting to achieve it. The time stretched, the time of waiting, the wasteful passing of useless time.