Synaesthesia

Synaesthesia… what a curious word to indicate how the senses overlap in certain people. That itchy tongue when I see a gear or the smell of tea when I see some kind of hat, the gentle smell of lavender when I hear her voice, that tingling that I feel when I see the face of a bride while my mouth is filled with the taste of honey and, why not to say it, the golden purple color of a woman's silhouette ... Series of portraits made in wet metal plate collodion. The Goddess of the Biomechanics (Synaesthesia I) She Fortune Teller (Synaesthesia II) Bride Widow (Synaesthesia III) She the Pocketpicker (Synaesthesia IV) The Tribal Sorceress (Synaesthesia V)