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Memento Mori

In this photo series, I explore the theme of Memento mori, inviting viewers
to contemplate the inevitability of death and the importance of meditating
on this phenomenon. Inspired by the baroque style, the series presents a series
of still lifes that invite viewers to reflect on the transience of life and the beauty that can be found in its fleeting nature.

Through these images, I seek to offer a poetic and philosophical treatment
of the idea of death. Rather than being a source of fear or despair, I believe that meditating on death can be a powerful tool for living a more meaningful
and fulfilling life. By recognizing the impermanence of all things, we can learn
to appreciate the present moment and make the most of our time on earth.

Through this project, I intended to create a sense of beauty and harmony,
even in the face of death. From the delicate blooms of a fading flower
to the intricate details of a skull, each image invites viewers to contemplate
the fragility and preciousness of life.

Memento mori is not about dwelling on death, but rather about embracing life fully and living with intention. By recognizing our mortality, we can learn
to appreciate the beauty of each moment and make the most of the time
we have. Through this photo series, I hope to inspire viewers to embrace
the fleeting nature of life, and to find meaning and purpose in each passing moment.

I also found this quote from The Great Patericon - The apophtegme of the desert parents to be very appropriate to the whole concept I created.

Stand in the cell, gather your mind, remember the day of death, then see
the death of the body, understand the misery, receive the pain, condemn the desertion of this world. 

 

Remember your indulgence and zeal, so that you can forever remain in the same good will for peace and not give up. Remember your forbearance and zeal,
so that you may always remain in the same goodwill for peace and not give up.

 

Remember the state of hell, think how the souls there are, in silence too bitter
or sighing too fearful. In what great dread, tumult, and expectation they lie, having to receive the permanent pain, the unending tear of the soul.

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