the death of innocence
I’ve had this photo in my head for a long time now. Almost a year. It’s strange shooting something you’ve thought about for that long. I was almost nervous when I was prepping the mummy, and then I was so surprised when I was shooting at how different it looked than it did in my mind. You can’t tell, but this was shot at the top of a mountain. I was so grateful to my friend Adam Knapp, who not only assisted me hauling this mannequin up to the treacherous location, but also in achieving this very high angle that I would not have been able to get with just my tripod.
The initial concept behind this was that the body symbolized the corpse of our childhood dreams; The horrible realization we have as adults that so many of the things we hoped and wished for as youths are never going to happen. It seems to me letting go of those hopes can be one of the most painful losses a person can go through. Almost like a death of sorts.
Of course, I encourage people to imagine whatever backstory they like. Always curious to hear your interpretations. 