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During the Covid-19 pandemic we found ourselves unexpectedly living in an age where our body temperature had assumed a new set of implications: we all became potential carriers and spreaders of the virus. Neither wealth, race, class nor privilege could inoculate us. What followed was a strange and unsettling series of lockdowns, restrictions and new routines involuntarily placed on our everyday lives. Covid hasn’t disappeared, but our fear of it has changed, mutated, yet it still lingers, much like the virus.
What does it mean then, to capture work about such an absence/constant in our lives? How do we document something that can’t be seen?
From a psychoanalytical position the work opens a conversation about the limits of photography’s ability to communicate about environment and the subconscious. Cold blues and greens peppered with hues of red and orange allow for both a consistency of image and a visual archive of work that brings together the natural and domestic landscape, but the limitations of the camera to capture our flickering life force is what makes this body of work different. Each image is a point of departure. By focussing not only on the exceptions of that time but also on the mundanity of everyday life, this process of image capture seeks to create a profound sense of self and place.
This archive of images exists outside of what we understand about our world, a recalibration of how we view our lives. Siphoned thorough a process that makes the unseen, not necessarily visible, but certainly more poignant and vital, surreal and lucid.
During the Covid-19 pandemic we found ourselves unexpectedly living in an age where our body temperature had assumed a new set of implications: we all became potential carriers and spreaders of the virus. Neither wealth, race, class nor privilege could inoculate us. What followed was a strange and unsettling series of lockdowns, restrictions and new routines involuntarily placed on our everyday lives. Covid hasn’t disappeared, but our fear of it has changed, mutated, yet it still lingers, much like the virus.
What does it mean then, to capture work about such an absence/constant in our lives? How do we document something that can’t be seen?
From a psychoanalytical position the work opens a conversation about the limits of photography’s ability to communicate about environment and the subconscious. Cold blues and greens peppered with hues of red and orange allow for both a consistency of image and a visual archive of work that brings together the natural and domestic landscape, but the limitations of the camera to capture our flickering life force is what makes this body of work different. Each image is a point of departure. By focussing not only on the exceptions of that time but also on the mundanity of everyday life, this process of image capture seeks to create a profound sense of self and place.
This archive of images exists outside of what we understand about our world, a recalibration of how we view our lives. Siphoned thorough a process that makes the unseen, not necessarily visible, but certainly more poignant and vital, surreal and lucid.
