Most of the dead animal photography I’ve done over the last couple of years.
I’m always trying to find new ways to make an interesting composition and mood, and it’s nice to see I do get better at photography.
Even though there will always be people who don’t understand the reason why I do this, and people who get very angry at me, I’m proud to say that even though I’m very sensitive to such reactions, I still continue to do whats important to me.
I think it’s interesting that people get angry about it too, it triggers a very strong emotion and I think art is a beautiful way to explore these things as art should also be able make people think..
I’m slowly getting better at not letting it get to me as much as it used to and even though I try my best to explain myself, (which is hard, because I don’t always know the answer) I don’t have to please everyone with my art. It’s after all, my personal exploration about this subject.
Taxidermy certainly evokes strong negative emotions from regular people, mostly animal lovers of course. Typically the first comment is, "How could anyone kill such an animal?" (Assuming all taxidermy is trophy hunters, and murders of endangered species.)
But odds are, some of those animals died of natural causes, were old and lagging behind, or were even someone's pet.
I couldn't do it myself, or stuff my own beloved pet. I could never do that. However,
I think taxidermy is a life after death, sort of. It is an art form.
It can be seen as disrespectful, touching and tearing open dead creatures, but... it's sort of giving them a new purpose. They didn't die young in vain, to rot silently. They are now immortalized forever.
Taxidermy doesn't offend me. Infact I find it very interesting, and like to appreciate up close these wild animals you could never approach alive.
Then again, I have a weird superstition that makes me depressed and uneasy when taking apart bodies, moving them, or touching a dead one's possessions. I don't know why. It's not that it makes me feel gross, or angry. It just pts a weird weight on my consciousness to disturb 'the final resting place'. Even if it's inevitable that it has to be moved.
But what you are doing here is different. You're giving gone creatures a beautiful farewell, just as we so normally do with our fellow man.
You are immortalizing these creatures as natural art. And you are doing so with little impact of their natural bodies, (Taxidermy requires cutting and removal of all innards... lots of destruction or what have you.) And that's fine. like I said, I respect taxidermy, it's an art. Both of these practices are art.
If people want to get mad at you for gently laying a passed away little bird on top of some flowers or berries, screw them. They are sensitive in all the wrong areas. I'm happy these creatures had someone who gave a moment to gift them a beautiful caring goodbye.
Oh and, wonderful photography! Each one is so different. They're all pretty.
Thank you for your kind words!
I watch taxidermy contests on occasion and wow.... the beautiful poses some people can make with gone creatures. So inspiring.
Gore don't bother me, I think atonomy is interesting as well. I just know for certain I couldn't have my own beloved pet done.
But could I taxidermy a wild animal? Eh, maybe.
Is there really anyway to respectfully.... you know... tear apart a corpse? I'm the type of person who feels strong emotions just disturbing a passed away one's possessions, let alone their body. That's just me though. I can also feel indifferent about it.
I feel depression and a little uncomfortable in thrift stores, garage sales, abandoned homes, and holding a passed away person's items. Yet, I have a strange fascination with it. I watch abandoned places videos and immerse myself in sadness and curiousity, and I frequent thrift stores to get a glimpse into the past. I play around in my mind what sort of person owned this or that. You know. I found out a lot of people share these feelings.
I also hate waste. A lot. It makes me feel a lot sadder. I like to repurpose forgotten things. When my dad passed away last year, I suffered with the terrible burden of what to do with the houseful of things he hoarded. It's a long story. But I'm much too young and poor to have much power over the situation. The bank took the house I was born and raised in, after I got my grandma out of there and living in my home.
I still feel terrible there was little I could do with all the old memories. I simply don't have the room in my apartment for a house that steadily accumulated decades of things. Not to mention most things were destroyed and filthy due to hoarding and neglect.
I'm not one of the angry ones but your thoughts on the subject are still interesting.
I wonder if any cultures still do something similar to dead humans. Covering in flowers is better than putting in a box....but less practical for big numbers, I suppose...
You bringing very oryginal ideas to show beauty in the death, very creative and very colorful.
I love it so much. If i have to be honest, thats the best animal photos Ive ever seen anywhere.
I will be very happy to see more from you and if you ever will decide to sell it as a prints i'll definitely buy one!
Keep doing a great job !