Terminus (0)
This piece shows a metro station in Paris, but there’s something quiet and final about it. The train is still, rusted over, with nature creeping back in. Plants growing wild along the tracks, as if time has stopped or the city has been abandoned.
I didn’t set out to make something explicitly about death, but I think the idea of finality was somewhere in my mind. In Paris, the metro carries a heavy emotional weight. It's a place of movement, but also of loneliness, exhaustion, and sometimes despair. The image hints at those silent tragedies we don’t talk about: those who disappear into the system, or those moments when the journey suddenly stops.
But there’s also something tender here. Life finds a way in. The flowers and foliage at the bottom suggest that endings aren’t just about decay. They can also be about transformation, or returning to something more natural and human.
This piece shows a metro station in Paris, but there’s something quiet and final about it. The train is still, rusted over, with nature creeping back in. Plants growing wild along the tracks, as if time has stopped or the city has been abandoned.
I didn’t set out to make something explicitly about death, but I think the idea of finality was somewhere in my mind. In Paris, the metro carries a heavy emotional weight. It's a place of movement, but also of loneliness, exhaustion, and sometimes despair. The image hints at those silent tragedies we don’t talk about: those who disappear into the system, or those moments when the journey suddenly stops.
But there’s also something tender here. Life finds a way in. The flowers and foliage at the bottom suggest that endings aren’t just about decay. They can also be about transformation, or returning to something more natural and human.
This piece shows a metro station in Paris, but there’s something quiet and final about it. The train is still, rusted over, with nature creeping back in. Plants growing wild along the tracks, as if time has stopped or the city has been abandoned.
I didn’t set out to make something explicitly about death, but I think the idea of finality was somewhere in my mind. In Paris, the metro carries a heavy emotional weight. It's a place of movement, but also of loneliness, exhaustion, and sometimes despair. The image hints at those silent tragedies we don’t talk about: those who disappear into the system, or those moments when the journey suddenly stops.
But there’s also something tender here. Life finds a way in. The flowers and foliage at the bottom suggest that endings aren’t just about decay. They can also be about transformation, or returning to something more natural and human.
Dimensions
A2
420 x 594 mm
16.5 x 23.4 inches
A3
297 x 420 mm
11.7 x 16.5 inches
A4
210 x 297 mm
8.3 x 11.7 inches
Frame not included.