Medium:Archival Signed Edition Photograph

Size (h x w):41cm x 56cm



Cat. Number:832

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In 2007 I visited The Victoria and Albert Museum in London.  Following an

extensive scrutiny of ancient artifacts, I yearned for some natural light and

the grand escape door.  Quite suddenly the entrance foyer was filled with

florists, caterers and attendants who were preparing for a private opening.


Circular tables were rolled on their sides, mobile trollies pulled through the

door aroused my interest.  the activity seemed in direct opposition to the

inanimate relics in glass cases.  A hint of privilege and exclusion guaranteed

that my camera would redress the balance.


I watched strangely detached as suppliers scurried and ran in all directions.

Huge floral displays were wheeled up ramps, I watched through the camera,

looking at the shapes they made, how people interacted with each other.

I saw many events that almost made a photograph.


Then quite suddenly, a chef ran down the ramp, consumed within his own

world, a visual event caught in a time bubble.  Then there was the uniqueness

of the place, the simple horizontal lines, the soft type face.  An ephemeral

transitory moment against the monumental bland.


Then the process of studying the figure, the tension, the flow, the compactness

of this seized moment, so many thoughts - Andrew Wyeth's dreamlike figure,

in Winter 1946 that depicts a neighbour's boy dressed in an old World War 11

uniform running down Kuerner's Hill in Pennsylvania.  I was aware of the fleeing

bodies of Genoves, the falling man of 9/11, moved by the solitary isolated figure.


I realised long ago that a subject in itself is not a virtue.  Influences stack in

your memory bank, some become tired, others spark something exhilarating. 

Then there is objective reacting with a blank canvas brain, a powerful

philosophical tool but we are naturally historic beings, we build on layers of

experience including inherited histories.  To insist that the means, the process,

even the act of creating must be continually redefined is the dangerous

educational construct of Post Modernism.


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