The passage of linear time always makes me feel helpless. Food rots, flowers wither, and people’s emotional connections fade or deteriorate over time. Photographs are like preservatives, they have the ability to preserve time. In still-life photography, the image records the very moment from an objective point of view. People use photography, painting, and other forms of art to record still life as if these forms would give fruits and vegetables an infinite life. But even the preservative has an expiration date. The film fades, the paint dries, and the other art forms can be forgotten. Is there really a thing that can last forever?
Human life is short, so in our short lives, we constantly push ourselves toward one life goal after another. We have no time to think about whether we’ve met the right person, or whether we’re in the right place. In a finite amount of time, we are born, we bond, we multiply, and we die. You and I are the mayflies of this world.
