A Poem: Bloody act

Two bodies wrapped in an embrace
in a tomb of glitter and frost-
the blood lingers while they kiss,
then it pours gently down the legs
of the cradle surrounded by mist.

The lake of tears reflects the moon of sorrow-
trembling, fluid, unpredictable;
their red eyes locked, unblinking,
while eternity replaces the morrow.

Vision of the uncanny

girl-broken-mirror-portrait-monochrome
girl-portrait-on-grass-dark-monochrome
embrace-hand-on-back-black-white
veil-lace-gothic-photography-monochrome-faded
uncanny-gothic-photography-flowers-portraiture-faded
uncanny-girl-monochrome-portrait-on-grass-faded
uncanny-figure-flowers-gothic-photography-analogue-historically-dark-faded
fields-girls-holding-hands-monochrome-faded
embrace-from-above-monochrome-faded

These photographs are part of the Uncanny series.


I’ve felt an urge to make things historically dark and more abstract- having something to do with Duane Michals, Francesca Woodman and the photo-novel of La Jetée, and more strongly with a long inner conflict about whether colour sometimes takes away from the intensity and the visceral experience of a photograph.
Now that I finished my degree, I decided to focus more on photos individually, rather than as fragments that are going to be part of a straightforward greater narrative. By this, I mean the photograph needs to convey more on its own as well, when it comes to both aesthetic and concept.
No longer pressured by deadlines, spontaneous moments of inspiration can take over.

Of course, I will still occasionally post photographs documenting beautiful objects and places during explorations, which I am afraid will be scarcer than other times due to significant commitments until January or February.