"NATURA SACRA: When The Earth Was God”
We have, as a species, disconnected ourselves from nature, unable to see the magic in each leaf, so accustomed have we become, to seeing it through a two dimensional lens.
We once revered nature as a deity, the source of our myths, our guidance, our understanding of death and renewal. A flower was never merely decoration. It was an emblem of life’s fragility and eternity, an answer to questions of beauty and impermanence.
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Today, we risk forgetting. In a world of screens, nature has become a screensaver: a picture behind the picture, stripped of its mystery. We glance, we scroll, we move on. The flower withers not only in the vase but in our imagination.
In order to see something so familiar, for the first time, we must adjust our perspective, reimagining our lens to see the magic at was always in plain sight.
In this body of work, I have taken dead flowers, fragile and discarded, and recomposed them into new forms. Through this altered perspective, the familiar becomes unfamiliar. Petals fold into ceremonial masks, insects spread their wings, faces emerge from shadow, and spiritual beings take shape in the symmetry.
Each image becomes less a photograph of a flower and more a sculpture of perception, a reminder that what we see is never fixed but always shifting through the lens of imagination.
This work is a call back — a reintroduction. By manipulating the remnants of flowers, I seek to remind the viewer of what was once obvious: that nature is alive with symbols, with presences, with meaning. That within even a single petal lies an invitation to reverence.
These images ask us to look again, to see beyond, to rediscover the gods hidden in plain sight and reconnect with that which we have forgotten.