Black Beach

On the shore of Olafsfjördur, Iceland beach where I found those birds. Their presence is ephemeral. Nobody seems to know how long they have been lying there between the rocks, over the ice or mixed with sand. I took the opportunity to transform these grotesque creatures into what I consider to be the ultimate repetition of uniqueness. _____ __ I went to Iceland for the month of March to do a Residency program. I knew the winter would still be going hard, I didn't know what to expect. Of course the outstanding whiteness of the landscape rocked my heart but still after two weeks I hadn't had an interesting photographic idea. It was then on the third week when the snow started to melt that I finally found what I had been looking for. During a walk at the beach I saw what appeared to be the remains of a bird. I had never seen a dead animal on that state. It didn't look like it was decomposing. It seemed in shambles. As if another animal had had it on its mouth, had shaken it for a while and then thrown it away. I made a photograph of it and continued walking. I found one more. Then one more. When I decided to go home I had photograph more than 10 dead animals. After coming back to the beach 4 days in a row I finalized my project with 73 photographs of different birds. Here it's shown 13.