At some point, each human being realizes his or her finiteness and fragility, irreversibility of time, and inevitability of death. And I'm no exception. ‘The Cycle’ is a story of dealing with aging and fear of death.
The starting point of this project was my self-portrait. I make a lot of self-portraits because I am often alone, and because I am the person I know best. Also, everyone’s death is irreplaceable.
I made four identical prints of my self-portrait and I trusted them to the mercy of the four elements. I burned this self-portrait. It disappeared quickly, leaving no trace.
I made four identical prints of my self-portrait and I trusted them to the mercy of the four elements. I put this photograph into the water. Bit by bit, the ink was washed away and the whole image looked like a mosaic.
I made four identical prints of my self-portrait and I trusted them to the mercy of the four elements. I planted crops and I put the image onto the soil. Then I waited until young grass sprung up destroying the image.
I made four identical prints of my self-portrait and I trusted them to the mercy of the four elements. I put this photograph outside the window. It was winter, and soon the image was covered with thick white snow. In the end, the image disappeared.
