Gardner Mounce - A Stranger Visited Me
“The first time I drove through eastern Arkansas I thought it was the bleakest place I’d ever been. Its bone-brown fields stretched to the horizon, its corrugated towns huddled under flat gray skies…”
Read More“The first time I drove through eastern Arkansas I thought it was the bleakest place I’d ever been. Its bone-brown fields stretched to the horizon, its corrugated towns huddled under flat gray skies…”
Read More"Organised Chaos" is a photographic exploration of the emotional journey of a daughter living with a mother suffering from Mild Cognitive Impairment (MCI). The photos depict the emotional toll and chaos brought about by progressive memory loss.”
Read MoreThis series explores a form of psycho-social anomie - a disconnect, alienation, and moral struggle experienced by those witnessing their society's endorsement of behaviors that harm the natural world and thwart human growth and flourishing.
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'A Desperate Run' is a photography series recorded in Chişinău, Moldova, in 2023. The scenes and observations presented in this series are based upon a walking conversation through Ciocana - a district of the city built in the 1960s to quickly accommodate Chişinău's growing population at that time - with two Ciocana residents. Both the conversation and subsequent photographs explore how everyday life in Moldova has changed since the collapse of the Soviet Union, and how the Western ideology of 'democracy through capitalism' is still affecting changes to the physical environment of Chişinău today.
Excerpt from walking conversation:
J – Do you feel like this removal of murals – maybe like this one, in this Social Realism style – was part of a 'de-Sovietising' process?
O – I would think about it as a... like a desperate run. You know? Not a conscious one, just a desperate one, I would say, because, and this is only my opinion, no matter what happens to a country, plainly running away from our history is never the right option, I think. It will not give you anything good, at least.
J – To erase it?
O – Yeh. Because, by erasing your own history, I think, you are even more prone to delve into a completely new identity which will, very likely, have a nationalistic character to it. Like a new wave of… “this is what defines us” and “this is why we are better than others”, by conclusion. You know? And I think that’s dangerous. I think we should always keep a debate – an actual perception of what our different histories were and how they interacted to come to what we are today.
"Can't Believe I Live Here" is a series of photographs I've made in America since filing for my green card. Exploring the privilege I feel being able to immigrate to this country by choice and the frustration I feel at not being able to leave while it processes for an indefinite amount of time.
Over my lifetime, I’ve witnessed the changing landscape around my residence due to commercialization. This transformation has affected the traditional agricultural foundation of my hometown, gradually making way for an expanding urban environment.
Read MoreForgiving is a return to traumatic memories and experience that I endured in my first romantic relationship more than a decade ago. Unprocessed, my trauma manifested in PTSD along with guilt and self-blame.
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Rhizome is a philosophical concept that describes a nonlinear network of heterogeneous elements that connects any point to any other point. The rhizome metaphor was adopted by the philosopher Gilles Deleuze and by the psychoanalyst Félix Guattari in their work “A Thousand Plateaus: Capitalism and Schizophrenia” (Mille plateaux, 1980).
It characterizes a type of philosophical research that gives rise to what would later be called" rhizomatic thought", a type of thought that would have a fundamental nature of allowing an open circulation between concepts, favoring differentiated paths and unprecedented connections. Therefore, the goal of this long-term photographic project-series, entitled "✻.·.·✧.·.·✦⌇.·.·✧☄︎☄︎.·.·✦⑊" is to collect indefinite number of photographs conceived and irrationally generated by emotional impulses. They'll then be placed in a rhizomatic order to find connections, original paths, new interpretations and hidden meanings.
In Gestalt therapy, the term "fertile void" describes the point zero: an intermediate point of balance and homeostasis, full of possibilities…
Read MoreFinalmente posso andare (eng. Finally I can go) is a visual diary and stream of consciousness that recounts my coexistence with the death of my grandmother and my aunt.
Read MoreIn this project ‘Borscht Beat’, Thom has produced his first body of work exclusively in America. Shot primarily in upstate New York and along the Delaware River in Pennsylvania.
Read MoreIt’s a small thing, but I’ve started to walk to work once a week.
Read More“As soon as I was able to see things clearly the first thing I would notice is my grandpa’s silhouette in the front of the car. I remember riding through town with him just about every other day. Somehow we were constantly moving to a new city…”
My photography is centered around capturing the ordinary in extraordinary ways, with the majority of my images taken within a five-minute walk from my front door.
Read MoreWhy is it that we remember good memories less than bad ones? In my project, I am looking for the answer to this through family portraits which I appear in or I have taken in the past, and which I have good memories of, but I forget them over time.
Read MoreI’m an observer living in Virginia, but grew up in Alabama. I enjoy taking photos of the overlooked beauty around where I live, and enjoy experimenting with different geometric compositions.
Read MoreNothing Gold Can Stay is an ongoing documentary project which explores economic globalization's long-term effects on former industrial cities.
Read MoreIt was an abrupt event, synonymous with rupture and restlessness. A limit was reached, saturated and dense. A path was drawn, starting again and learning from what we are.
Read MoreThe "big night out," the "prom day," or, as a guy was shouting, hanging out from a car window, "Fuck you, losers! I've just graduated!" is the tradition of extravagant proms held each year at the end of May across Bulgaria.
Read MoreA collection of quiet meditations and aphorisms on the cyclical nature of measuring our reality; observations of object metaphors, sun-cast vernacular architecture, and stretched definitions.
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