The memory recalled is as an album of images, never words, always images. One to the next rolling along, a Rolodex full of photographs, but out of focus. A horizon that I can just perceive, I can run, but memories are the horizon, passing into another time and place as we watch from a distance, the view can hold turmoil or calm seas but we can only look at it and see what pierces us. These photographs chase this horizon, I chase this horizon, these images are no clearer than the memories themselves, giving new meaning to a representation of deep time and realisations of pasts and mortality. These things are universal, relentless. Reveries are fleeting, photographs fail my reveries.
Joanne Dorothea-Smith • Susan Glover • Ian Harris • Vanessa Miles • Jane Prior • Nic Sullivan •