They say you find inspiration in the strangest of places. But I think the truth of the matter is, most artists find strange inspiration in the most mundane of places. Here’s a recent example of it happening to me…
As some of you might know, I got engaged recently. And as tradition dictates, I had to find a ring. So, I went to one of the larger jewelers in the area. Eventually I found something I thought my fiance would like. While the clerk was off boxing the ring, I had a minute to myself. When I looked around the store I was taken aback at who else was in there with me – first at the almost obscene display of wealth and then more so by how sickly everyone looked. Now, part of that was the harsh overhead lighting used in the store – turns out, the lighting used to make gems brighter, doesn’t do much for most complexions – but what I saw went beyond that. There must have been two dozen customers wandering about the store and it was as if the more expensive and excessive their furs and jewels, the more sickly they had become.
I went home and began replaying the incident in my head, when I had what I believe alcoholics refer to as a moment of clarity
What if all these luxury items we’re taught to aspire to – diamonds, gold, furs, etc. – were actually poisoning us, literally sucking us dry, not just financially, but physically and spiritually? And, if that was the case, what would that look like?
The photos are my attempt at answering those questions.
Model credit: Charlie Will