“I kiss holes for the bullets” - A map of self depression
The following images show my states of depression, melancholy, anxiety, insomnia, paranoia, isolation, loneliness, emptiness and weariness. It is an invading and never-ending bipolar disorder through which i never cease to question myself : why am i so detached from reality? so disappointed by it? never being able to cope with it?
This work became alive by “assimilating” past and future photos into its own dimension ; a “black hole” generated by my major depressive episode. A psychic self-destruction that gave birth to an ongoing visual construction.
"The clarity is not born of what we imagine the clear, but what we become aware of the dark." Carl Gustav Jung.
The first part of the title is a lyric from a song called “Rosary” by Scott Walker.