Monachopis is the name of this series of images, the name of the place within the images, and the overall feeling of the inhabitants of this place. From the Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows, monachopis is ‘the subtle but persistent feeling of being out of place, as maladapted to your surroundings as a seal on a beach—lumbering, clumsy, easily distracted, huddled in the company of other misfits, unable to recognize the ambient roar of your intended habitat, in which you’d be fluidly, brilliantly, effortlessly at home.’
A 65 image series, paired down to 25 here.
View exclusive images (not in the above gallery) from this series in Exclu issue 3.
Learn more about each specific image in blog posts – 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 & behind the scenes.
The world of Monachopis leads to a strange existance. Out of place, out of mind, we exist day by day, unsure of what is to come. This place we temporarily call home is the basement of a bombed out building.
In a world like this, you find friends anywhere you can.
Monachopis: Over everything we swore to protect her
Our leader. His chair. You take the good that comes.
Always by the wall. Always with that toy.
Chin up kid.
Even leaders have to sleep sometimes. But it’s not a very restful sleep. Not here.
A temporary shelter in the midst of exploration.
We stockpile what we can.
What else is out there?
What’s out here isn’t what we hoped for. The desolation spreads as far as we’ve managed to travel.
He promised we would never starve. He never promised the food would be good.
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