am 14. Mai 2009
Rockaway, NY is a good example, I thought, of Impressionist photography, where the photographer selects images to reflect their impression of whatever. The problem for the viewer is that it can be very hard, sometimes, to decipher what the artist is trying to convey. I thought the fifty-five photos in the book very scattershot, they include: several portraits; two close-ups of a brick wall; assorted views of buildings in various parts of the world; Santa Claus; printed ephemera and packaging and other images totally unconnected to each other as far as I could see. Clearly all of these are intensely personal to Ethridge but for the rest of us: who knows.
As well as a mixed-bag of bland photos I thought the book itself was incredibly basic. The cover is dull, there is no text inside except for the title page (repeating the cover type) and an imprint page at the back, no page numbers, captions, dates, intro or essay profiling Ethridge. The paper is average and the photos are printed in 175 screen rather than 200 to 250 that one would expect for an artistic book. All this for a very overpriced book.
I have a very poor impression of Rockaway, NY.