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jmritzComment by ubique: This is a wonderful photograph.
Viewed objectively, it looks like a hurried snapshot. But why view it objectively? Objectivity in art is a desensitiser; you prevent yourself from seeing the wood because you're too busy counting the trees, ticking the boxes, judging the work by some dispassionate external criteria of what's 'good'. All that leaden stuff about tilted horizons, tonal range, sharpness, etc, will take the resolutely objective viewer away from this picture, rather than toward it. And when that happens, the resultant 'failure' of the work is the viewer's fault, and not the artist's.
Instead get inside the picture and find out how it
feels. It feels different, original, daring. And it's not as snapshotish as it first seems, either. The doors of the Lexus echo the great soaring arches and sweeping curves of modern architecture. I mean public buildings; nobody constructs buildings like that with their own money. Ordinary people, real people, grapple with that extravagant vanity ... just as we see with this lady, struggling to make it fit her, or her fit it. Struggling to make sense of it.
I'm being wildly fanciful of course, but wildly fanciful is what makes art of life, and life of art. This is both: life, and art.
Please accept the Curse of the Red Thumb, and my thanks for an original, interesting photograph.
