I am afraid that there are more people than I can imagine who can go no further than appreciating a picture that is a rectangle with an object in the middle of it, which they can identify. They don’t care what is around the object as long as nothing interferes with the object itself, right… Continue reading I am at war with the obvious
Robert Frank – Pull My Daisy
The washed up trees like bones of big animals on the shore; we had this cabin next to a lake, spent the afternoon on the porch, drinking wine, looking over the lake laying quiet and dark and reading the last pages of Look Homeward, Angel, that wild beast of a book. Did not read… Continue reading Look Homeward, Angel
It is hardly surprising that I have concluded, after five years research, that camera is both a way of life and not enough to live by…psychologically speaking. Glass between me and the world is both a channel and a barrier. To live through the lens, to live out my inner conflicts and brambles through the… Continue reading Glass between me and the world
Nite Crawlers(some kind of earth worm) are used as tackle for fishing. I took this photo in Aberdeen, Washington, a run-down city at the entry of the Olympic Peninsula. It once has been the center of lumber in the area – but with the rise of imports and a decrease in demand, it has plummeted into a serious economic… Continue reading Nite Crawlers
The first thing that comes to mind: Sort the pictures by what they show. Collect all houses, group all portraits, make a series of details. Do you have an agenda? Are you trying to tell us something about America? About its disintegrating towns? That would be presumptuous. Keep it personal: This is where you have… Continue reading Housing in America
I struggle with the edit of these massive amount of pictures that I took these three weeks in the US. There are reasons for that apart from the sheer number. The question is basically: What’s the story you want to tell? Is it a story of America in turmoil, shortly before an election that has already… Continue reading An Edit
I just do hope, that the Bruce Conner exhibition in the MoMA somehow makes its way to Europe. There are so many great artists that somehow seem to have been lost in what we came to believe was the great american canon of art. “Cosmic Ray” is much more POP than Wahrhol ever managed to achieve… Continue reading What A Show!
But wait, we’re already done with that, so now move on to destroying photography, but wait, we’re already in the middle of that, too. And what does this mean and what happens when we’re done with it? We’ll start all over again.