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ISSUE 20

 

Cheryl Jacobs Nicolai • David Christian Rehor •  Marta Azevedo • Natalie Barbosa

 

Ellen Keith • Wilco Dragt • David Small

 

 

Photography asks for all of our senses to become a part of its experience.  And most of the time when we really connect with a photo we give ourselves to it without even realizing that we are, like a good love story.

 

In Cheryl Jacobs Nicolai’s glimpse into the world of underground cabaret we can hear the laughter between performers, we can feel their generosity towards each other and the drive that leads them to entertain.  David Christian Rehor takes us into the dream time where his Ghosts of My Life, become, in some sense the glimpses of ghosts in your life, shadows and light, see through, barely there except for the fear we all felt once upon a time. Marta Azevedo’s Black Faces dare you to look at them, as Azvedo says, “in the ways they want to be seen,” an ode to the “beauty and culture,” of a “population that is often ignored or misrepresented.”  David Small’s Theatre of the Streets, captures various eras that display before you with no word on which has come first or which has come last, photography equalizes them, asking you only to nestle in to whichever reality you feel drawn to the most.  Time stands still.  Natalie Barbosa’s model soars, a ballerina suspended between earth and sky, dance the only thing that matters to her, and to us.  In Wilco Dragt’s landscapes, I found myself drawn to a winter scene where I could feel the wind drumming through my ears and snow getting into my shoes as I walked towards the respite of the wood.

 

Ellen Keith asks, What makes Art, a time old question, asked and answered in various ways throughout history.  And she sums it up with the simplest of phrases: “It’s all about…the need of one human being to reach out and connect with another.”  We all want to feel that special something, when it comes to the photos we view, the books we read, and the people we love.  And when we do we fill up their space with ours.  Connection.

 

So...Dim the lights, go to your favourite place, sit back, relax and enjoy.

 

Sandra Djak Kovacs

 

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