This looks to be the essence of the ‘old style’ old school photograph, capturing the vacuity of conformity – people stupidly lined up in uniforms - yet celebrating it all the same, with the hidden truth that institutions of one kind or another are all we have. Yet we are being invited to believe that someone can save us from all this, just by having someone ‘on our side’. Then there’s the question of the ‘call up’: who is calling who, and to what end ? Something about the density of this facelessness tells me that it might well outlast the rest of us.
[Part of a limited edition artwork sequence, 1 of only 8]
[Notes] My works are portals to strange and disturbing worlds which cannot be reached any other way. [For a more detailed explanation please check my writings online and videos on Youtube.]
[All artworks are printed on archive quality oyster paper and then professionally framed, with reinforced backing and museum standard acrylic/Perspex. The framing of the larger works alone costs around $2k. Each artwork is shipped in a specially constructed packing case. I personally supervise the production of each one.]
