Sprovieri Gallery (London)
All photos ©Sprovieri Gallery
On Friday I went to the Norwegian Church in London to be part of the Memorial for the horrible attacks in Norway 22/07. It felt good to be there, a calm togetherness lingered in the packed Church. With an intense headache, I sat through the ceremony, had the lovely waffles and coffee that was served so lovingly and felt the closeness of the other Norwegians that missed home right now.
After the ceremony I ventured to Heddon Street to view the Nan Goldin exhibition at the Sprovieri Gallery, before my headache took over and guided me home. The Fire Leap photos felt quite fitting on a day like this. A few of us had just been talking about "How do people become evil? What makes somebody do what they do?" A question I would dare anybody to try and answer. I just read somewhere that 3-5% of the population lacks empathy, is that why someone can become mass murderers or is it because of the way we grow up? So many questions and so few answers.
Nan Goldin though is the master of describing humanity through her photos. Her photos are brutally realistic in a way that you nearly think you know the subjects. In the photo stream that can be seen here you follow pregnancy through birth and early childhood, with kids singing "Desperado"(The Eagles), "Space Oddity" David Bowie and "I'm so Glad (I'm a little boy and you're a little Girl) (Jimmy Boyd).
Isabella as a ghost
This song was also sung and it is so touching I had to post the Mommy version of it here, many of you probably grew up with it?:
Nan Goldin is an American photographer born in Washington D.C. Already at 15 she had her first solo show documenting gays and transexuals. Her whole life has been a photographic journal through love, sexuality, drugs, domesticity, sorrow and happiness.
Nan Goldin is known as an artist whose output is inextricably bound up with her own biography, and for breaking down the traditional barrier between the camera and what is being photographed. Her naturally lit images document her surrogate family of friends and lovers, and – more often than not – are frank confrontations with personal experience, and explorations of both intimacy and the alienation that can be wound up within it.
- Sprovieri Gallery