Peter Puklus: The Anachronist, Her Muse, His Mother Europa
“I apologize that so many men were mentioned. You have to understand that the books of history are uncomfortably weighted towards testicles”
“I apologize that so many men were mentioned. You have to understand that the books of history are uncomfortably weighted towards testicles”
“The bucolic west is no longer a benign horizon in which to measure the imagination and fantasy of pioneer aspirations”
“Honesty is as transient and fluid as it is integral to the material necessity of its host. We gain, we lose, we ignore and we digress”
“I mean corpse fat and soap, I remember the nazis doing something like that…is that why the women wash their clothes in it while the naked children, with their distended bellies, watch?”
“Takashi Homma is indebted to Robert Frank. This much is clear. He is as sick of goodbyes as are the best of the Swiss and as are the best of photographers”
“There is a whole history of photography fronted by Rosalind Wolf Purcell, Akin and Ludwig, and a few others called “Formaldehyde photography”.
“Trees, leaves, flowers are all given the Sells treatment and become abstracted metaphors of the sacred geometry still found between light and organic materials within the aforementioned natural world.”
“These spaces now hide, move, dwindle or extinguish themselves from the aim of progressive rule. There is not an alternative.”
“In my late 30’s and cynical beyond belief, I actually find this little book creating a new space or affection for the idea of the 60’s and 70’s that I had shelved previously under “cyclical fucking baby boomer bullshit”.
“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.”
“You might lose fingers to ice skates and the black girl sitting atop the white wedding cake is not by mistake.”
The images remind me of the bulk of 70’s American photography. There is a bit of Arbus, Friedlander, Robert Frank, Garry Winogrand, Bill Owens.