Memento mori by johan legraie
“Beaten eyelashes and running bull, scream. Blind child, walk, erased look. Water shadows. Sun too high. Night too full.
Images that call projection, echoing what’s missing from the picture.
Does ashes have the memory of what it was ?
Five years of memory fragments interact to generate mental images. The photographer looks at men and nature as if he was trying to reach their soul, what binds them to the unknown, to the cosmos. And as to reconcile the worries, he fabricate rituals. By water, fire, ground, heaven. The strange answers to the mystery and we play to understand, to relate, with the traces and in hollows .
Seeing is always inventing he seems to tell us; so let’s tell tales. »