Grape stems meeting
The stems left behind after enjoying a cluster of grapes kind of reminds me of a skeleton. Ostensibly keeping its integrity high, a terse bark with a gnarling surface getting more wrinkled as it dries out, keeping its presence strong even after "death" so to speak. Organic in a fractal sort of way. The grapes and with them, the seeds, has left - been torn off by human hands, in this case - but flattened out between two layers of ice are the stems, ready for a glamorous fine art life.
The image is part of a series studying traces of life. They might be seen as visual statements touching on the semiotic connotation of impurity, and as a visual poetic oscillation between something that appears alien, and yet is intertwined with the experience of being human on this planet.
The use of ice as a medium for what is really a kind of still life meditation has a lot of meaning, relating both to space and time. As a starter: the object has its own space on the threshold of our immediate reach, and this "frozen time" (unlike the photograph, maybe?) and space are slowly returned to us. But then something has happened - the photographic recording, among other things.
Printed 48 x 36 cm (approx 18.9 x 14.7 in) with pigment on fine art photographic paper. Edition of 10, signed on the front and on the enclosed certificate of authenticity.