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Bazdid Gallery
The Nap
Sometimes a person disappears in broad daylight
not long enough for it to be called sleep,
and not final enough
to be called death.
A nap is a land of temporary absence,
one we pass through every day without even noticing.
In this collection, the portraits seek to capture these small moments of absence:
people standing on the threshold between presence and disappearance.
Eyes half-open, bodies at rest, and time suspended.
Each image seems to bear witness to a fleeting moment
when a person has stepped away from reality for a few seconds,
remaining suspended somewhere unknown.
Perhaps a nap is death’s daily rehearsal.
Or perhaps death is nothing more than an endless nap.