Kamila's room was full of bibelots; Marlin Monroe’s picture on the wall, Rosary on the bookcase, small angel hanging from the lantern and so on. All these things were telling stories by themselves. Even the green dress Kamila was wearing was a sad reminder of summer which had gone already...
I love this story because there is so much going on in the background. Even now when watching it I discover small things recorded with the camera, that I hadn't notice at the time of the photo shoot. Like the small name tag under the mirror from the shop Kamila worked at the time.
Aside from the above there is the narcissistic tone in this narrative, especially in the third image in the series. The viewer follows Kamila’s gaze at her own reflection, and her hand reaching out to herself.
Suggested vanity of the subject (through personal artefacts and the rich in colour dress) implies a post-mortem fashion photo shoot. As in Izima Kaoru’s “Landscape with a corpse” death and beauty are entwined together in an aestheticized ceremony.
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