Chapter 2_ In a Simple Frame
When I am walking down a random street, visiting a new city for the first time, seeing that same city for the fifth time, or simply feeling tired of people, I look around. I look, and look, and look, until I find something worth capturing through my camera lens. Then I take out my camera and show it what I have found.
I really love the photographs I take, and now I have decided to sell some of them. You may be wondering why I would want to sell them. Have I not just said how much I love them? Yes, I do love them. But I have two reasons for selling them:
The first is my fear of death! A genuine fear of death. I hope animal-rights campaigners will forgive the expression: but I'm absolutely scared of death like a dog! That is why I like the idea of leaving small pieces of myself, and of the things I love, scattered across different parts of the world—rather like the ashes of someone who has been cremated. Perhaps that is also why I sign them. After all, what possible use is the signature of an unknown person like me at the bottom of a photograph or a piece of writing?
So please do not throw them away. Throwing them away would mean my real death, after my first death.
The second reason is more practical and entirely financial: I need the money! It is as simple as that. Still, because I would like parts of me to end up somewhere beyond Switzerland and Monaco after I die, I have kept the prices fairly low, just enough to tempt as many people as possible into buying one.
Photo note: I didn’t take this photograph! it was in the website template. Don’t worry, I don’t take this kind of meaningless photo pretending to be meaningful!
All of the frames are EXCLUSIVE!
It means no one but you will be able to hang that photograph on their wall, leave it gathering dust in a cardboard box in the shed, or even throw it into the bin outside their house. No one but you.
Now, take a look on the series: