Brooklyn Photographer Joanne Leah left us the most unusual message accompanied by photos from her latest series ‘Acid Mass’.
The photographs were an array of unclothed bodies strewn about in colorful backdropped narratives — a mysterious trip through surreal, fairy tale crime scenes. Her ritualistic images draw from her own childhood memories, exploring themes of isolation, detachment and self identity.
The series would not be complete if we did not include that eerie opening that grabbed us at first read…
“When I was a child, I would explore the woods behind my house. I ventured alone, following a small creek. One winter day, I deviated from my usual path. As I walked, I heard a man shout. A pack of barking dogs ran toward me. I immediately dropped to the snowy ground and pretended to be dead. I held my breath. The dogs surrounded me, sniffed and snorted. I had never felt that kind of fear before, the fear of being eaten alive.”
All images © Joanne Leah