Tuesday 12 December 2017
Having made another visit to the Humber Street Gallery, I had the fortunate moment to see Martin Parr exhibition without a kid workshop going on… Blessing!
I can see the value of his work from an anthropological point of view, a record of an era mostly defined by trashy food and take aways, almost like a contemporary version of a box full of negatives found in a car boot sale, for generations to come to ponder in our habits, although, certainly, the skills are much higher than the one found in most of those boxes.
However, the problem I have with them, is that they leave me emotionally cold.
Olivia Arthur photographs are thoughtful.
Conversation with shop assistant at Sainsburys Local
Whilst buying a bag of cookies.
Me, while giving £1 to the assistant:
“Oh, I forgot…”
Looking for extra ten pence…
She: “Milk went up too…”
She: “And I work here…”
Rolling her eyes
Me, while handling the extra money:
“Everything goes up!”
Throwing my hands up in the air…