Friday, May 16, 2008
Gregory Crewdson at the Gagosian
This guy's work really interested me because it continually challenged me and left me at a loss. It really walked the line between painting and photo in a way I haven't quite encountered before. It's almost as if his work were a kind of photo-realist photography. What mean by this, is that his work carried a sort of photo realist painting quality to it, while ultimately being photographs, but still with a sort of painterly depth of field and attention to character, while digitally manipulating image, but still carrying a photojournalistic feel, but through the eyes of a painter (if any of this can still make sense). He took pains to try and disguise actual license plates and area codes on signs and create a general sort of everywhere feel to his his suburb-scapes, but you can still depict the Massachussetts plates on some of the cars in the distance if you know where to look, (or did he allow for that?)
In maybe my favorite, which it's almost pointless to look at my photo, but what the hell- he has what appears to be an everyday worker, maybe moonlighting by plowing snow, coming home to his house, (Almost the only one lit on his lonely block) to find a Giant moose standing across the road. He's come out of his truck and left the engine running and lights on to confront this moose in this surreal moment of "Civilization" and "Nature", but neither is accomplished, only (is it me) a beautiful recognition taking place.
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