22 - 11 - 2023 L’Odeur De La Mort
Shot w/ Rollei flex K4A f3.5
Stock Ektar 100
City Paris
Country France
In the center, a broken plate with frozen shards seems suspended in eternity.
It is now nothing more than a memory, a functionless medium, a metaphor for what is made and unmade, for what fragments as the end approaches.
Against this background of broken ceramic, a pomegranate lies, its heart shattered. This fruit, symbolizing both resurrection and immortality, is here caught in a process of decomposition. The pomegranate, through its historical symbolism, was often placed in the tombs of the deceased, a companion on the journey to a new life. But in this scene, it heralds another cycle, that of imminent death, but also, paradoxically, that of regeneration.
Around it, apricots, fruits with a sweet and mild aroma, hide a pit which, beneath its apparent innocence, contains an almond rich in amygdalin. This compound, once ingested, transforms into cyanide, a deadly poison. The apricot, despite its beauty and simplicity, thus becomes an ambivalent symbol: that of life hiding within itself the possibility of its end.
Flying around this feast are butterflies, one of which, an Acherontia atropos – a death's-head hawkmoth – which lands on the fruit, its macabre silhouette recalling the inexorable passage from life to death. This butterfly, often associated with the mysteries of the afterlife, bears a skull on its back, a symbol of transformation and metamorphosis in the cycle of life.
The scent emanating from this scene, though invisible, permeates every element, like a portent heavy with meaning. The scent of sweet fruit, old linens, and flowers blends with that of a past that is being remembered, leaving in its wake a scent of melancholy. This still life not only celebrates the end of life, but also reminds us that every moment is a step closer to that inevitable end. Death is there, present, but it is also enveloped in symbols of transformation, of endless cycles, which, even in their darkness, remind us of the beauty of our existence.
Category
STILL LIFE