Medium:Archival Signed edition photograph
Size (h x w):41cm x 56cm
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The place was a narrow country lane near woking in surrey at dusk.
Motoring homeward and extreamely tired my vehicle was forced to avoid
an obstruction at the side of the road. I had travelled for half a mile
but the fleeting image had made an indelible impression. I proceeded
to lecture myself, that a serious photographer never avoids even the
remotest possibility of making an important image. I turned my vehicle
now some distance from the fleeting dream and returned.
The tarpaulin had been folded away, the men sat in the cabin ready to
depart, I was shocked and dismayed. I knocked on the window of the
lorry and told the two occupants about the dramatic image I had seen.
To my surprise they agreed to meticulously recreate the event down to
the very last fold in the cloth, what superstars!
I now had my subject recreated and a small window of opportunity for
a photographic session. Probing the subject from all directions as the
light faded. My green velvet suit was covered in mud as I slithered
invuluntarily into some barbed wire. No cost was too high, I new what
I wanted and got it. I came away thrilled with the event now rolled
inside my camera.
The irony, the pathos, the sham death, the luscious dark, the post-nuclear
logo. Here was a Brecht play, the elegant corpse etched by Goya, the
sonorous tones of a fifties road movie.
I have no moral issue about 'directing naturalness', people see the
photograph not the processes.
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