33 Suspensions

A naked exposure of surface.
A quiet tension that ripples through and through like the aftershocks of an earthquake.
Somewhere between the hyperreal and lucid imaginings.
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A shock, a shift, a silent seismic breach of our perceived visual plane.
Layers that interfere, merge, open to all interpretation.
Retracting and expanding, akin to the wraith like body of a jellyfish.
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No beginning, no end, just an endless shifting in between.
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Do our eyes deceive us or has the solid and the concrete become fluid and malleable, so that nothing is quite as it seems?
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Suspended in motion, part way between the facade of pristine surface and inevitable decay.
Suspended as if frozen in place, a time capsule of past, present and an imagined future.
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A delicate balance between an equisite state of gracile tension and collapse.
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Sculptural presence in angular lines and undulating surfaces, in the monumentality of the banal.
Stacks of dog eared paper strain and warp under the accumulated compression. They resemble jagged jutting cliff faces or exposed strata.
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A faint ominous undertone.
A stain here, a metallic glint there, something off centre, something else tightly wound.
Refraction and reflections that defy and deceive.
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These images invite a heightened perception of surface, form and the subtle tensions inherent in the everyday.
We are urged to suspend any straightforward notions of what is and what should be.

-Alex Prior, @photobook_reviewer, 26.10.23