Two children appear to be praying in front of a deli slicer.
Their bodies are incomplete.
Far away, in the sky, kinds of black balloons fly. But appearances are probably deceptive:
are ultimately consumable and perishable items. Something mysterious,
that we cut into slices like "salamis". something that we digest and of which nothing remains.
Just like for "Blind and Deaf", I wanted to create an image where the characters have a soft, a little naive appearance,
which creates a contrast with the general atmosphere and the central element, the sprawling machine. I like that the first impression hides details and a more disturbing meaning. The black paper helps to smear the colors a bit to pervert the appearance.
I appreciate having grain on the image, small imperfections like the damaged image of the absurd and disturbing tale that we are writing. Everything is going so fast today, the decision of a present moment is already a past that will have to be embraced.
I wanted to evoke in the dream / consumption opposition, our world full of paradoxes where we religiously hope that technology (robots, digitization, vaccines, and) deliver us from all our problems, but ultimately we are still alone, disunited, and incomplete.
