The haze and the dust were accidents that later I realized I could use to talk about my own fragility. The “Fragments” is also about the “poverty of images” as I say it to reflect on the “poverty of the human condition” in today’s world. We are attuned to absorbing a certain idea of perfect beauty and a certain logic of aesthetics in images that I have always resisted. This resonates with the feeling of not belonging to a certain way of pretentious living and behaving that so often we have consumed, the lies and illusions we surround ourselves with, just to feel good about ourselves. The lack of any specific aesthetic, which also becomes another strategy, born out of anguish is only a challenge that I take upon myself to resist to exist. The dust, scratches and haze are a result of this resistance and an occasional urge to usurp my own work.
It was only through an accident that I discovered this way of reproducing my own archives. The haze is because of my earlier photographic archives that have been re-photographed through screens by me and some images made in snow, and rain. How is it to partake in the act of looking, which is what photography essentially is for me and being a subject of your own voyeurism are a few questions that I always ask myself through my work.
Some of it is also a strategy to hide the identities of some of them, who wanting to be acknowledged also have the fear of being recognized for their way of living and being under the scrutiny of systemic oppressive structures and surveillance. So, reproduction is also a way to conceal, to hide and yet reveal everything I have to say.
One of my favourite queer artists David Wojnarowicz had made a series of polaroids from old television screens that he used to keep as a symbol of his own fight with HIV during his short and radical life, dreams and other fragments to critique the social and political mechanisms of his time. A lot of my ideas to reproduce images come from his style.
The black and white and the various shades of grey throughout the work reflect the changes in my own emotional state, sometimes subtle sometimes violent, in between extreme lightness and extreme heaviness.