Photographers usually catch the bug of their art reading magazines or going to exhibitions. However, Artur Sochan fell in love with argentic photography by discovering the macabre portfolio of a family friend, a forensic photographer… The morbid crime scenes and cadavers he then saw have left their print on his future art as a photographer and film director.
Born in Poland in 1970, the Warsaw artist is indeed fascinated by bodies, gloomy places and broken objects. The flesh of his models is pallid, cold and rough just like the one of a corpse. The background, minimalistic abandoned places, reminds of lunatic asylums or prisons, even dissection rooms. Death is surrounding… Added to those disturbing elements is the vintage treatment Sochan gives to his pictures, succeeding to create a very spooky mood. And yet, life is at the heart of his work, him who dreams to shot “the perfect portrait of a soul”. First, it is present with the eroticism of the nude bodies, with discreet tattoos and playful masks. Behind the fetichism hides questions of identity and personality. Is it madness, is it freedom, is it love or lust? The more intricate the costumes get (due to the fascination of Sochan for Mexican and Indian ethnology), the more mysterious and troubling the portraits are, with bold body art, mystic headdress and the scary broken dolls, reminding of Voodoo and witchcraft.