A small section of mine and Alex’s show, Continuum.
The work is still up, so if you haven’t yet, go check it outtt. Details here.
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From the series There is no sun without shadow
The above photograph is currently part of an exhibition in the University of Brighton Gallery, in the curated show ‘Nomad Land’. Its on until May 18th, so check it out if you are in the area.
alex was kind enough to drive me around Bournemouth looking for location last week.
Me by Toby, yo
I’m selling my 4x5 camera.
Rosewood Wista 4x5 Camera,
Schiender 150mm 5.6
10 x Dark Slides.
BTZS Focus Hood (dark cloth)
£800 for everything. email jack@jacklatham.com if you’re interested.
Buy Jacks camera y’all
So this is pretty exciting, me and Alex Catt are showing some work together in this super last minute show.
You’re all invited; come Friday to drink wine & look at pictures!
Facebook event here.
Re-blogs are much appreciated.
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As you can read above, me and Sam A Harris have a show in London and the private view is this Friday, so come hang out y’all.
In Conversation: Sam A Harris and Alex Catt
Image © Sam A Harris
Me and Alex are in Conversation on Paper Journal!
now with added links
: Interview - Alex Catt
I have an interview up on the Push Collective blog at the moment, click through and have a read if you are interested! There is also a lot of great content on their site, so check it out. yo
Alex Catt
“Getting lost was not a matter of geography so much as identity, a passionate desire, even an urgent need, to become no one and anyone, to shake off the shackles that remind you who you are, who others think you are.”
― Rebecca Solnit, A Field Guide to Getting Lost
Alex Catt is…
I’ve recently been working on ‘Ti Tomler’ a new sorta e-book, featuring some unseen work.
Its all finished now, and is available to view on Books Online! Check it out here.
Thank you Pierre for making this happen.
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Something new in the air today, perhaps the struggle of the bud
to become a leaf. Nearly two weeks late it invaded the air but
then what is two weeks to life herself? On a cool night there is
a break from the struggle of becoming. I suppose that’s why we
sleep. In a childhood story they spoke of the land of enchant-
ment. We crawl to it, we short-lived mammals, not realizing that
we are already there. To the gods the moon is the entire moon
but to us it changes second by second because we are always fish
in the belly of the whale of earth. We are encased and can’t stray
from the house of our bodies. I could say that we are released,
but I don’t know, in our private night when our souls explode
into a billion fragments then calmly regather in a black pool in
the forest, far from the cage of flesh, the unremitting “I.” This was
a dream and in dreams we are forever alone walking the ghost
road beyond our lives. Of late I see waking as another chance at
spring.
- Spring, Jim Harrison
