Open Eye Study Visit

The Crystal World, 2011, Richard Mosse, digital c-print RIM11.018. Courtesy of the artist and Jack Shainman Gallery, NY
Having read people’s reviews of the Study Visit to the Open Eye Gallery in Liverpool I decided I should share my thoughts on the day. I am a newbie to OCA and whilst I am starting with the Visual Culture module, I have a long-time interest in photography but no previous art-related background. I feel that I may have a different approach to viewing/understanding art/photography than many other students.
Firstly let me say that I read the articles and watched the suggested video on the pre-event email.
My initial reaction as I entered the first room containing Richard Mosse’s work was “Wow!” The huge image on the far wall (above) gave me the feeling that I get when I discover something new, something I don’t understand but I really want to know more about, what…when…where…how…why?. Its otherworldliness seemed in places to be almost 3D. I was transfixed by the sheer beauty of the landscape, and I returned to this image several times during my time there.
The Open Gallery is a very small space to show large works, and the Richard Mosse prints numbered (I think) twelve. They were a mixture of landscapes, villagers and soldiers but they all carried the pink hue of the Kodak Aerochrome film that he used.
We were told to bear in mind that he is not primarily a photojournalist, and indeed in an interview with Aperture magazine, Mosse recalls his commission in Haiti for Time magazine, and appears to struggle to understand what they wanted from him there. It was two photojournalists who explained to him that they just wanted him to put his slant on the aftermath of the earthquake instead of just providing the usual newspaper money shot. So do we therefore class this as documentary photography? Do we really have to consign it to a particular box?
With not really knowing how I should deal with these images I found it difficult to form an opinion. I think there were too few images to really get your teeth into the project.
Breaking for coffee I still couldn’t come to a conclusion and it has taken me a further few days of reflection and further reading to collect my thoughts.
Whilst I have some sketchy knowledge of the DRC and its turbulent history, based mainly on Tim Butcher’s travelogues and images from the likes of Alvaro Ybarra Zavala and Don McCullin, the displayed Mosse photographs didn’t for me thrust the horror in my face. If you removed the four pictures containing soldiers, there was little to hint at the political instability and fear that hangs over the intensely beautiful landscape and its people. Even those pictures containing soldiers were less shocking to me than coming face to face with armed police in an airport or tube station. It is perhaps a sad reflection on our times that the media has desensitised us to pain and suffering caused by disaster and conflict unless it happens on our own doorstep. That being said, flicking through Mosse’s book (and looking at what was on show at the Shainman Gallery in NY), there is far more to Infra than what was on show in Liverpool and some much more unsettling images to reflect upon.
After the event, watching an interview Mosse did for the Shainman Gallery, I sort of got the impression that the transition from film to digital photography and the demise of Aerochrome was the impetus for this project, and that the Congo fitted the requirement of the film. Mosse stated that this was the last chance he had to use the discontinued stock, and so after acquiring what he could he looked for a location. The chlorophyll in living plant matter reflects infrared light whereas other mediums absorb it to various degrees, therefore allowing aerial surveillance to pick out potential targets from the vegetation. It would be no use going to back to Iraq or Syria, he needed a place to make the most of the film but also a narrative to pull the project together.
Several years ago I was given a 1925 Kodak Vest Pocket folding camera that intrigued me to find out whether it still worked and I spent some time hunting down some 127 film to put through it. I had no long term plans to use the camera, I just thought that if I could still get some film and patch up the bellows then I should take the opportunity to experience the camera. It may be a very small comparison to draw but in some way it helps me to understand something about Mosse’s desire to use Aerochrome to show the Congo in a way other than the traditional black & white, before it was too late.
A point was made regarding what is usually “unseen” but which is now highlighted in these photographs. I can only just begin to imagine the mental torment as well as the physical violence suffered by these people and the secretive nature of these guerrilla forces moving silently through the undergrowth now exposed in vivid pink but maybe there is more to this that I don’t yet understand? The “unseen-ness” gets lost on me when I look at the day-to-day photographs, houses built on a lava flow, an excavator or a group of people extracting a Rav4 that has slid off the road. If you took these photographs in isolation they just look like people going about their daily lives.
Mosse used two cameras, a custom built 10×8” likely used for the landscapes and posed shots and the 6x7cm Mamiya for the more dynamic shots. The group shots remind me of Roger Fenton’s Crimean war photographs, everybody gathering round in front of this foreigner and his strange wooden box . I feel that there are many things that probably deserve consideration and reflection that I just didn’t notice in this work and perhaps if I look at these images in two years’ time or in greater number I will see different things and maybe form different opinions.
Similarly, the Simon Norfolk work displayed upstairs failed to invoke any particular response from me other than finding it somewhat shameful that I view images of genocide with a certain detachment. I feel I have no direct connection with Rwanda nor Cambodia nor the Holocaust and a question to whether this state of apathy was a “generation thing” was put forward, but while I can’t vouch for what has been taught in schools for the last 25 years, I believe it is hard for somebody of my age (41) to have no knowledge of or recognise images from, these horrific events of the last century. The blame, as I mentioned previously, may lie partially with the media providing a near constant stream of graphic images from every occurring catastrophe, desensitising us to the misery of those whom we do not know, living on the other side of the world and also partly to ourselves for fuelling the media with our seemingly insatiable desire for what has been termed “disaster porn”, that difficulty to tear yourself away from 24hr News channels because of morbid curiosity more than genuine concern. I have a genuine interest in photojournalism and documentary photography and over the last twenty years I have seen many images that cannot now be unseen, images that will stay with me for the rest of my life. I don’t wish that I hadn’t seen these things, instead I wish that I didn’t have to see these things. Man’s inhumanity to man and the sight of dying children still moves me to tears, I am not totally devoid of emotion. I don’t close my eyes to things that are happening in the world, but after I while I do think that you get hardened emotionally to the same sort of images.
When asked to pick what I thought was the most “powerful” image in the room, I really struggled. I fully understood the horrors that some these images represent and how they can affect others but I suppose, sadly, to me their power has been diluted by the thousands of similar images I have seen before.
Maybe one of the reasons why I am so intrigued by photojournalism and photojournalists, could be the seemingly emotionless detachment from the subject that they have. I know that this, in reality, is not genuinely the case, as CNN reporter Anderson Cooper said in his book, “Dispatches from the Edge: A Memoir of War, Disasters, and Survival”, “I’m not shocked anymore by the bodies, the blunders. You can’t stay stunned forever. The anger doesn’t go away, but it settles somewhere behind your heart; it deepens into resolve.” I don’t think I could ever do their job, I know I wouldn’t be able to deal with it emotionally, so that I think at least shows my heart is not completely cold.
Apologies, this was meant to be a few lines about a study visit but has rambled on somewhat. To sum up, I thought that a few of Richard Mosse’s images were some of the most amazing images I have seen but I came away disappointed that there were so few of them and because of that I felt somewhat short-changed (if you can when it is free?). I totally didn’t get the video installation, and again the Simon Norfolk images didn’t do it for me either.
The study visit was good however, and it is interesting to hear other peoples thoughts and to talk with fellow students, whether their ideas are the same as yours or not. So from this angle, it was a good day out and I look forward to the next…if I’m allowed back after writing this…



