Why is it called “still-life”? Is it simply because the objects are motionless? Or is it because the artist is “stilling” life? More than just a snapshot, a freeze-frame of an arrangement, I like to think that the still-life is actually a reflection of the artist — particularly when the artist is a photographer — in a world where life has stilled to a kind of slow-motion.
Simply put, my shifting to still-life photography during these months of the pandemic is a metaphor for a life that has been slowed to a stillness of social isolation and indoor living. It’s a lousy way to live. But being forced to live inside has also allowed me to be creative, to arrange my subjects, to set my world in order. And that has been redemptive.
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