The Details of Places
The air is still. The water drips. The wind whispers in the trees.
While most people are looking at some treasured icon of culture & meaning in our collective unconscious, I find myself crouched down on my hands and knees inspecting marks on surfaces, cracks and at weathering on walls, I notice reflections and shadows marks that are ambiguous, yet compelling to my eye.
What happens next is that those marks of details are scaled-up in the enlarged print. The context shifts. That record of the details reads like an landscape, a world unto itself. One is not always sure what one is looking at. Is it arial shot? It is a drawing? A rubbing? Are those footprints? Is it calligraphy? Applied strokes of color and paint?
I revel in this level of ambiguity when the eye reads the image in a variety of ways....The mind wonders: What am I actually looking at?
Adam Brown New York City 2017