At the heart of this series is a complicated question: can we ever really preserve something fleeting? We often believe that by permanently affixing a body into image that we are holding on to something true. But permanence does not equal meaning. Time strips away context, and leaves behind a thin surface, a static impression of a figure that once moved with thought, fear, laughter, and love. What is left is a fossil of ego, a trace of something that was never meant to be still.
Photography by Aaron Alan Mitchell
Performer + Concept: Pascal Johnson
Styling: Uliana Milodan
Skirts: Britt Liberg