Chloe Sells: The Morass of Sacred Geometry
“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.”
“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.”
Bertien van Mannen’s “Beyond Maps and Atlases” is a composition of dis-rhythmic proportion. Her investigation into the Irish landscape is not so much depressing as it alludes to the bittersweet.
“This work is about something else, something more abstract. The function of the desert and Salton Sea in Lago is more psychological than political. ” – Ron Jude
“Briney Breezes” is a distinct and somehow discomfiting collection of images between Charles Johnstone and the tireless Aaron McElroy.
Flies dancing in the light hovering above his eye, occasionally dropping to his occulus to suck at the seam of his eyelid; some sweet nectar from his unproven young tear duct. The tram screeches to a halt, its connecting magnetic antennae cascading sparks across the front of the train. The driver yelling inanities and expletives […]
These are real people, with real happiness in their lives, and that makes a fool of the reader for prejudging them by their surroundings.
Michael Salerno’s book “Childhood” on Infinity Land Press is a slow behemoth of articulated components of what it means to be a young boy grown older.
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 […]
Mirage swings between the dynamic of a lover’s intimate photographs and those of a lonely stalker. By Owen Campbell, ASX, March 2015 The standard, reflexive way of referring to Mirage (2013), White and Vinegar (2012), and Dazai (2014) would be “three books by the photographer Daido Moriyama, as well as a story by Osamu […]
@ Aaron McElroy The devil may indeed care, but there is a good chance he will simply stand idle at our emotional butchery while the moonlight plays delightful tricks along the contours of the young woman’s pubic thatch and each of her freckles is counted as a mirthful stone hurled…against an absent asbestos-choked God. […]
You see, down here, everyone becomes a pillar of salt, eventually. I am simply idling at a perversity that need not be sexual. I like to cower, but I like to cower in the profundity of political infraction and a safety of self. By Brad Feuerhelm, ASX, February 2015 This is a new gutter […]
The earth arcing up in anger at the sky – is the only part of a lightning strike that is visible to the human eye. By Eugenie Shinkle, ASX, February 2015 Lightning – at least the part of it that we can see – doesn’t come from the sky. Invisible fingers of negatively-charged particles […]