Thorns of the rose are part of the covering of the plant, and protects it from animals, blowing sand and extreme temperatures. The sickle-shaped ones also help the plant hang onto other plants when growing over them. In human eyes, they generally are not wanted. Removed from their stem, I think they look like birds. In the space of the block of ice, they appear free from their aggressive duty. And the more I study them, the more I wonder at their beautiful texture, their focused structure and their independence.
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.