“I know How Furiously Your Heart is Beating is not Alec Soth’s most important body of work and perhaps for no reason other than the glory of the new will my words be seen as critically negative”.
…I know How Furiously Your Heart is Beating is not Alec Soth’s most important body of work and perhaps for no reason other than the glory of the new will my words be seen as critically negative. They are not negative, but they are critical because what this work is to me is Alec’s most Timely and Needed body of work bravely produced for a time when cynicism and corruption are rife. Villains line the streets in a clamour eschewing closeness, vigils and communication instead for the projection of apathy, greed and intolerance- agitation runs within every twitching nerve of the political body, presently. I say that the work is not his most important in so much that it is a personal sojourn and though personal projects can be defining (very few actually), Alec’s previous bodies of work are more directly universal and encompass larger terrain outside of personal reflection and openness. It is a two-fold dilemma that I present as though it may not be his most universal work, what it does is set a paradigm for honesty and that is an important model of production in a day when so many artists spend time largely trying to cover up that they have dehumanised art production for the sake of a “conceptual” mode that offers very little in return to the viewer and worse, has nothing to say and lies limp and flatlined on the floor of history’s ever-expanding abattoir of viscera and offal “creativity”.
Soth’s book takes one graceful idea- that we can re-invent ourselves by our own standards and we do not have to drop others along the way. In doing so, it threatens the modes of dishonest photography whose motivation is pure plasticity and the gravitas of maligned “conceptual” practice. We are producing a veneer of concern these days within the medium from focus on refugees, to anxious political movements and spend too much time holding dearly to the notion that what is desired is what is needed and that change is inherent to the humanist tradition-it is not. Humans in sectarian tribes fight tooth and nail against the administration of change. We cower and hide and at our most base. We build fragile little shells around each other incubating the loss and rejection that we have imposed on ourselves. It is this blanket of insecurity that is threatens any noble deed, art or otherwise. And Alec, has….taken….steps….to reject …apathy.
Read the full story HERE >>>> Source: American Suburb X Alec Soth: A Furious Honesty
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