And then there was the night—archives from the edge of hell—chimerical dissonance—six cloven hoof Satyrs. Bachanalian. Excremental. Grain, dissolve. Pushing the sword of Damocles in until the hilt fractures on the bone of the pubic mound. A horsehair away from piercing the veil. Scrutinize, Labotomize. Forever roam. Necessarily hexed, vexed, encouraged by nebulous worlds […]
Daido Moriyama I feel bad saying this, and you will have to read on to find more positive suggestions about this book, but I think Moriyama has become quite a pastiche of his earlier glory. I understand how he arrives at that conclusion, and frankly, most people will likely be inclined to argue with […]
Martina Hoogland Ivanow is, in my opinion, one of the most talented people working in contemporary photography. Her photographs and books are unique. She works in a style that suggests cinema, through color grading and the suggestion of a narrative built from a series of independent film stills. There is a suggestion of motion […]
Fièvre by Lorenzo Castore is a slight wormhole of a photobook. One starts appreciating it through one side of the vacuum and comes out the other side, thinking through it differently. That is not to suggest that it is not consistent; it is. With Castore, I am accustomed to the romantic nature of his photographs. […]
Of all the brilliant books that have come to pass in 2024, I want to highlight T-Club by Libuše Jarcovjáková, an artist finally getting some due over the past years. I briefly met Libuše this past week in Paris and was taken with her. I gather a sense of a great understanding of the […]