Death of a Picture

You wanted to know if objects could feel, if matter can become divine and yearn to leave to the other side. I visited this abandoned house in Theologos [Greece] for 3 years in a row and I captured how this portrait aged. It might have no life inside, but biology isn't the purpose.
The photo wished to greet me, like it did in the first year I visited it, when it first caught my sight. The eyes were covered and I wished I could lay a veil over it, like they do at the morgue. But maybe it didn't die yet. Maybe it was just dying on me.

1 comment:

Michael said...

This reminds me of Dorian Gray :D