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The New Melancholy: The Photography of Elina Brotherus

I do believe in the profound “sameness” of human beings. People die and new ones are born; people fall in love and they separate. In every person’s life there are both large and small tragedies, much and little happiness; there are emotions and needs. That is why fragments from my life might seem familiar to others as well. In a way, I provide the viewers with a blank screen, a surface on which to project their own feelings and desires. Most often my work deals with love and its side effects; the absence or presence of it in its different forms.