In these extended-frame color photographs, I'm trying to capture the liminal moments between things. There's a feeling that narrative is suspended, that something has just happened or is about to. A door is partway open, the back of a head is glimpsed in a hallway, two figures in a car are seen in deep discussion, on their way to places unknown. Gleaned in movie theaters from trailers of coming attractions, using a slow shutter speed, the photographs at times literally depict the moment between&emdash;as frames shift from one image to another. In these overlaps, ghostly trails appear. Faces superimpose on landscapes. Streaks of light and patches of shadow interrupt a possible story. Seen another way, "Liminalities" captures the detritus of cultural overflow. These found images suggest our preoccupations. A short list might include cars, beds, and big windows, occupied by concerned looking couples or loners. It's as if every movie, and perhaps American consciousness, has at its core a roadside motel. |
