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I know it sounds morbid, but let me explain.
The first symptoms started to show when I was still in high school.
So I learned how to adapt and find my own ways to stay above water.
I mean, if I HAVE to go let’s make it as least miserable as possible.
During my third year of studies, I really wanted not to be alive anymore.
Since it’s not an option, I started to dream about it in an artistic way.
What if I did a performance of my own funeral?
And that idea fascinated me a bit more than it should.
The point of this performance would have been a message, that it’s too much.
Everything is too much.
The lack of sleep, stress, etc.
So this fake funeral was my way of saying that I had enough.
I never made it happen.
Until, some years later, I met my true partner in life.
My eyes popped as I remembered my old little performance that never happened.
Ready for the photoshoots
I had so much fun making this thing.
I couldnt be more proud.
Both of us built it from scratch
Proudly 100% handmade!
Painting is my favorite part!
Painting and realizing it looks more like a boat than a coffin…
Does anyone have two silver coins?
All done, transported and decorated.
It has changed its form into a photo shoot.
But I still think about making a photo shoot for myself as a memory or a statement.
But I will talk more about it in the next article.