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Comments/Context: It's a pretty tough challenge for a young photographer to wedge herself into the already crowded field of contemporary street portraiture and then durably and defensibly develop an original point of view. In fact, this genre is so strewn with entirely forgettable, derivative photographers that it most resembles a medieval battlefield after a particularly bloody exchange; hardly anyone actually emerges intact with a brand new formula. Katy Grannan's images of the invisible and marginal inhabitants of the sun blasted streets of San Francisco and Los Angeles aren't pictures that deviate widely from those of a handful of recognized masters, and yet, she seems to have found a way to tweak the proportions of the visual ingredients just enough to generate an unusual recipe. A touch less intimate and empathetic than Arbus, a pinch more offhand and less formal than Avedon's In the American West, and quite a bit more theatrical and performative than most street photography or Sander clones, Grannan's photographs capture a melting pot of quirks and eccentricities with a surprising level of cool distance and mystery.
All of Grannan's images have a roughly similar composition: 3/4 pose with an indirect glance, against a whitewashed backdrop in pure sunlight. From there, the details of personalities expand in an infinite number of directions. A man in a silky green and blue shirt shimmies against a wall, while another with a top knot and heavy makeup frowns into the distance. Bushy beards, long wavy hair, black eyes, elaborate tattoos, breathing tubes and wigs tell part of the story, while simple poses and gestures become almost dance-like against the uniform flatness. While these pictures have the trappings of picked from the sidewalk documents, there is something altogether collaborative and choreographed about the final results; there are multiple layers of subtle performance going on, with the subjects creating personalities both for themselves for and the passing camera.
While not every one of these portraits is completely compelling and memorable, I found the overall effect of the many photographs seen together to be evidence of something new. Grannan seems to have synthesized the lessons of her many predecessors and successfully incorporated a more conceptual mindset, generating an approach that is at once personal and removed. It's a tricky line to walk, and several of the images fall a little flat. But when she gets the emotional temperature just right, the photographs have that timeless sizzle that makes me think we will be seeing pictures from this series again and again in the years to come.
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My favorite image in the show was Anonymous, San Francisco, 2010; it's fourth from the left in the top installation shot. I liked the faded, aspirational glamour of the older woman's swirl of windblown hair, combined with her giraffe print shirt and beaded swan handbag; it's roughly harsh and touching at the same time. I also particularly liked the soft, ironic undertone of Anonymous, Los Angeles, 2009; it's the last image on the right in the third installation shot. In it, a long haired man with a FUCK LAPD tattoo across his chest stands gently holding two small bunnies.
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Rating: ** (two stars) VERY GOOD (rating system described here) My favorite image in the show was Anonymous, San Francisco, 2010; it's fourth from the left in the top installation shot. I liked the faded, aspirational glamour of the older woman's swirl of windblown hair, combined with her giraffe print shirt and beaded swan handbag; it's roughly harsh and touching at the same time. I also particularly liked the soft, ironic undertone of Anonymous, Los Angeles, 2009; it's the last image on the right in the third installation shot. In it, a long haired man with a FUCK LAPD tattoo across his chest stands gently holding two small bunnies.
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Transit Hub:
- Artist site (here)
- Reviews: La Lettre de la Photographie (here), Huffington Post (here)
- Interview: Daily Serving (here)
Through April 30th
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Salon 94
Salon 94 Freemans
1 Freemans Alley
New York, NY 10002
Salon 94 Bowery
243 Bowery
New York, NY 10002
I plan on seeing this again (saw it in San Francisco). Hopefully you'll be reviewing the current Idris Khan show at Yvon Lambert? Enjoying DLK very much! Cheers, Kate Roberts
ReplyDeleteArbus 'empathetic'?. Pathological, more like. But like Grannan that merciless approach results in compelling images of existential intensity, and in this case such large format super-reality you nearly gag. I saw these at The Saatchi Gallery in London (always worth a trip if you are in London), they were the strongest set in what was a big round up of what's currently deemed hot in photography.
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