Lonely spirits dwell the forest of no return. They are bound to lure lost
travelers deeper into the forest so that the trees can feast on their
memories. Men keep wandering, trapped forever, never to find their way
out.
I am an artist and photographer from Bulgaria. To me photography is an exploration of the mind. A kind of fiction, offering a glimpse of a co-existing reality. A way of seeing a world floating between unspoken dreams yet-to-be and the endless nostalgia for the time that has never been, with a surreal motif.
Since photography is born in a split-second, I find it being the perfect medium to show a fraction of a supposed reality. A fraction that does not describe, but merely suggests. A fraction that has no beginning or an end, but is bound to have an afterlife, long and rich as the viewer’s memory.
The two main subjects I explore are women and flowers, as flowers are often associates with women and feminine.
My woman is a silent inhabitant of an alternative place that provides an escape from the passage of time. She is both strong and fragile. The center and only a fragment of something greater; a suggestion for something more.
Flowers are usually associated with women because of the idea of new life; a rebirth after the winter. Yet since they fade quickly, flowers are also linked with death. In my photographs a slice of this birth-to-death shift is suspended in time.
