Monologue of the lens
forms carried literally on the back of the snail shells attached to
the equally remote vibrantly textured gravestones.
The photographs are closely link to time.
The juxtaposition of inaccessible landscape of a gravestone and linear, ornamental quality of the snail shell creates a unique aesthetic moment, which seems to be justified by the single unifying purpose – a selfless impulse that takes them both toward an inextinguishable hunger for Beauty.
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