The American middle-class nightmare: nothing is clean, orderly, idyllic, or romantic. In his perfectly staged, hyper-realistic tableaux, photographer Gregory Crewdson (*1962) reveals the claustrophobic limbo and abyss of spiritual repression that is the typical suburb. Here hushed-up violence, alienation, isolation, and emptiness are nothing new or unfamiliar, but rather part of the everyday neigh
The American middle-class nightmare: nothing is clean, orderly, idyllic, or romantic. In his perfectly staged, hyper-realistic tableaux, photographer Gregory Crewdson (*1962) reveals the claustrophobic limbo and abyss of spiritual repression that is the typical suburb. Here hushed-up violence, alienation, isolation, and emptiness are nothing new or unfamiliar, but rather part of the everyday neighbourhood experience. Crewdson goes to immense lengths to set up his apocalyptic scenarios. The richness of detail and mysterious atmosphere of the pictures from his series Beneath the Roses unfold a surreal, supernatural power of suggestion, which the viewer can hardly elude. No less impressive are the works from Sanctuary, shot in the morbid ruins of Italy's Cinecitt?, and the unusual nighttime nature photos of Fireflies.
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