“I think Michael felt the need to discuss the meaning and importance of American photography with a younger generation in Germany who had no experience with these kinds of elderly figures. The National Socialists had either killed or persecuted them in Germany, so for my generation there was no elderly generation in photography.”
“In Vancouver, there is no image of nature that is not at the same time an image of private property.”
“A good number of the images allegedly had annotations written on the images such as “not interested in pictures”, “Deceased”, and “Looks better from the ground” written on them”
“Certainly, Tillmans is enormously curious, yet his works offer surprisingly little insight. All is surface and rarely is it scratched”
“In a sense I was trying to complete a circle: I travelled to the neighbourhoods that had some bearing on the childhood development of my art-heroes and consequently on the art they made as adults, and then I tried to photograph these places through the ‘afterimage’ of the artistic influences these works had imparted on me”
“you think…”Well Sweetheart if you don’t want to hear this …Why the fuck are you here in the first place? Go forth and make your way towards the golden honey pot of money and museum exhibitions, you terrible fuck”. Don’t let me stop you or waste my time with your bullshit. Seriously”
“He plays with the disruption in the aesthetic surfaces of our daily life and this allows him (and us) to experience a reality which might be bypassed.”
“Many photographers focus on capturing their loved ones, but it is difficult to give such portraits a universal dimension so as to be interesting to a larger audience than the immediate circle of friends and family”. By Karin Bareman, ASX The first image in Maude Schuyler Clay’s Mississippi History that mildly piqued my interest is […]
There are almost no humans in Wender’s photos. I almost forget there’s a human behind the camera in a way that would never happen with other road trip photographers.
Evans shows the south as part of the rest of America, falling behind itself and failing in the everyday struggle against entropy. By Owen Campbell, ASX, April 2015 There is in McNair Evans Confessions for a Son a sense that time passes slow and lonely, a stillness manifest in an image of a hound weighted […]