It’s been almost 15 years ago, that I went to Paris, spending 6 days at all those famous cemeteries photographing angel statues on grave stones, cold November days. Capturing those angels on film, actually slide film, after I got back home I would transfer them into different very unique images. Polaroid transfer, is a special process, transferring images from slides onto water color paper, which gives it a kind of dreamy mood.
I felt very drawn to those angels and the entire process of printing.
All those images are very personal and precious to me, since I had to experience a big loss in my life back than, so this is the first time I am publishing them. While spending timeless hours at those cemeteries sitting on benches while waiting for the right light come through, some poems would struck my mind.
” Did I choose you? Or did you choose me? Does it matter? Not anymore….. you are here….. I hear you whispering to my heart ….open up, love Living, love Love , Be…… I’ll be there with you”
“ I saw you….. my heart felt like stopping to beat,…. than pounding up to my temples…… reference struck me…..reference of life…..I was filled with Love….can’t stop looking at you…. you look so familiar to me… have I seen you before…. or have you been with me all the time? “
” Can I take you hand….it seems it’s reaching out just to me….Can you take my hand….guide me through to make me stronger…going towards the eternity…the ultimate goal….. to become complete….I can feel that you are right behind me… the still sound of your feathered wings and the tipping toe of your bare feet….sometimes there is this careful soft touch as a wind would breath on me…I know it is you… just to remind me of your presence at times when I forget that you are there….”