Pamela Ellis Hawkes
Who can resist the beauty of flowers, and their aching ephemerality? “He cometh forth like a flower, and is cut down: he fleeth also as a shadow, and continueth not.” (Job 14:2) “A voice says, ‘Cry out!’ And I asked, ‘What should I cry out?’ ‘All flesh is like grass, and all its glory like the flowers of the field.’” (Isaiah 40:6)
A series of sly still life photographs examining the motivations and satisfactions of collecting objects.
