Death is the crown of all creation
Lurking in the shadows.
As I said before, current situations, at any given time, have never really influenced my art as I’ve always tried to evoke some kind of a timeless atmosphere with my images. But given the current state of affairs, it is impossible not to be affected in some way or the other, hence I present you here with the third image in a series I call Death is the Crown of All Creation.
It is quite obviously influenced by the whole Corona virus / Covid 19 outbrake but my aim is not to exploit a horrible situation, but simply to put into images the whole doomsday vibe many of us have been experiencing in the last few weeks and it’s my hope that these images will be like a glimpse into a bad dream in a few months time, a dream we woke up from to continue our normal daily lives.
Visually, I don’t necessarily imagine the robed person to be death it self, much like a priest or a nun is not a god, the robed person is both a metaphor and the carrier of death. Death is shapeless, death is nothing and death is everything. Death is already engraved into every living thing, lurking in the shadows, waiting to take it’s place as the crown of all creation.
The whole series was shot on expired Polaroid peel-apart films. When we were shooting this one I told Yara I was using a new film. She asked if it wasn’t expired like the others, to which I replied “no not really, it only expired 6 years ago”. That made me realize that most people probably don’t shoot on films that expired 2, 3 or even 4 decades ago, I’ll tell you more about that later