In preparation for my final exhibit coming at the end of April, I've been picking up a few books to help guide some of my thoughts on the project. I've been thinking a lot about the photographic object itself...its history, lost images, how they are used etc. Too often we tend to look "through" the photograph to the referent, subject or what is imaged. And yet, the object nature of the photograph cannot be separated from its subject. The Art of the American Snapshot is a fabulous collection and history of vernacular photography. This is one of the first books I bought in this direction and it is definitely my favorite because of its diversity of photo techniques and essays, and sheer volume of images. Another similar, and much smaller text is In the Vernacular. This book also functions like a very select group of images from an exhibition. They also break the images into various categories of archive, proof, surrogate, and yardstick. The images and their functions are explored through these categories. I've also picked up a few texts on the photo album and its histories and functions.Suspended Conversations is the most recent text that I have purchased. More essays than photos, it looks to be a helpful guide. Snapshot Chronicles: Inventing the American Photo Album runs the other way with photographs of and interpretations of various antique photographs. The book itself invites touch with its green embossed felt cover.
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Last week I had the opportunity to visit one of my favorite cities: Chicago. The trip was capped off with a visit to one of my favorite places in Chicago: the Art Institute. I have become old friends with many pieces of the collection. There are some paintings that I must simply see with every visit and without those moments spent with these friends the visit is incomplete. Often my best friends are out on loan and I leave with sort of unfulfilled desire. Among my favorites is Picasso’s Old Guitarist. I remember the time I stood drawing it for my own record and the post card purchased at the gift shop to compare. I also continued my love affair with the Woman With Necklace by Modigliani. I cannot say in any conclusive way what draws me to this beautiful woman with her tilted head with a sort of arrogant beauty. Perhaps it is her red hair or her pursed lips. Regardless...she is beautiful. We were also privileged to see two wonderful photographers: Angela Strassheim and Sarah Hobbs. Hobbs series “Does This Look Like You?” explores a variety of psychological states: perfectionism (seen to the right), over-compensation, walking on eggshells and others. They were all wonderfully rich with color and composition. But it was Strassheim that made the trip to the basement worth while. The exhibit contained works from two series including “Left Behind.” The title is instantly familiar to any evangelical Christian from Tim LaHaye and Jerry Jenkins fictional series. “Photographs of Strassheim’s born again Christian family are juxtaposed with images of domestic narratives, inspired by childhood and adult life experiences. The result is an unsettling world involving complacency, control, and belief. Her images vacillate between what is immediately revealed on the surface and the unsettling nature of what is discovered upon further inspection. The combination of the visually seductive surface with the seemingly banal subject matter elicits an involved interpretation of the many layers within the images. These narratives and portraits retain an element of mystery that asks the viewer to question the acts that lead up to or follow each scenario.Drawing from her experience as a forensic photographer, Angela Strassheim has developed a style remarkably original in its obsessively careful compositions and lighting, in its uncanny sharpness. Apparently simple scenes acquire a suspended atmosphere, in which religion, suburban life and personal memories converge.Left Behind refers not only to the “unsaved” spoken about by her born again Christian family but also the memory and evidence people create that outlives them. It is both, being left behind and leaving, either of our own free will or having life taken away.” (From the press release regarding the show at Marvelli Gallery in NYC.) I am not sure where Strassheim comes from in terms of her own faith but the imagery is fascinating. Her carefully arranged compositions and flawless lighting seem to suggest a moral perfection and yet there is a tension between the presentation of and yet subtle sexual posturing in many of the figures. This image was particularly arresting. The boy on the left is asleep and the one on the right is afraid and hiding under the bed. And the girl, alive with imagination is silhouetted in a (divine?) light. Do the boys represent a sort of critique of Christians themselves as aloof or passively asleep and the other afraid of the world? Are the collection of animals streaming from the doorway have some symbolic connection to the ark? Do the wings on the young girl make her the ideal between the poles of indifference and fear? |
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