Julia Randall

Julia Randall, Night and Day, Abstract inkjet print, 2016

2016

Timothy Hurlsey's c-print photograph, "Alabama Silo, Hale County, Alabama," celebrates a pariah of the American landscape. Collapsed and decaying, Hurlsey almost personifies the aban...

Timothy Hursley was born in 1955 in Detroit, Michigan, where he apprenticed in architectural photography with Hungarian photographer Balthazar Korab beginning in 1972. His apprenticeship continued until he moved to Little Rock, Arkansas in 1980, where he started his own studio, The Arkansas Office. From 1982 to 1987, Hursley made architectural photographs in New York of Andy Warhol’s last Factory on Madison Avenue at 34th Street. Eleven of Hursley's Factory photographs...

Keiji Shinohara was born and raised in Osaka, Japan. After 10 years as an apprentice to the renowned Keiichiro Uesugi in Kyoto, he became a Master Printmaker and moved to the United ...

Charles Yoder’s use of tight cropping and steeply-angled perspective adds a layer of implausibility to his nocturnal scenes. Branches intersect to form h...

Lot of three small ink drawings for sale: 1. I Thought I Would Let it All Out! 2. Boo Fucking Who! 3. The Beautiful Ones are not yet Born Wangechi Mutu...

An homage to cannabis and weed culture, Mary Reilly works with both powdered graphite and graphite pencil on paper in her photorealist drawing, "The Crew." The artist memorializes tr...

'Into the Beyond' Limited edition archival photograph. Unframed, hand signed and numbered _________________ Painted pools of light dance across the richly layered mountainscape of t...

'Into the Beyond' Limited edition archival photograph. Unframed, hand signed and numbered _________________ Painted pools of light dance across the richly layered mountainscape of t...

The iconic buildings of modern architecture are wonderful. No doubt. Every single line is designed to create a result of power, glory, and undisputed beauty. Are you sure? … By quest...

The iconic buildings of modern architecture are wonderful. No doubt. Every single line is designed to create a result of power, glory, and undisputed beauty. Are you sure? … By quest...

The iconic buildings of modern architecture are wonderful. No doubt. Every single line is designed to create a result of power, glory, and undisputed beauty. Are you sure? … By quest...

The “Still Live” photographs” are a manifesto of slowness, of the pleasure of observation, of recovery of reflection. Giangiacomo Rocco di Torrepadula takes an everyday object from his household, one that appears to no longer be useful because it is old, broken or only kept for its sentimental value. He places it in a space and makes use of his monorail camera. Before taking the shot, he studies the object calmly, engaging in an intimate dialogue with it until he finds a view that gives it a new life. It is hard to get it right the first time. All the various attempts are measured, calculated, slow. Speed does not belong to the monorail camera. Each attempt is well thought out, then developed in a darkroom and scanned using a special technique to bring out the image. It can take several days to get the right result. But these are days that have the pleasure of slowly rediscovering a past that you somehow manage to reclaim. Here, we are a long way away from the execution speed typical of digital and even further away from the frenetic exploitation of images on social media. The result is an image that erupts with its wealth of detail, which is especially explosive when printed in large format. The object becomes seductive, often turning into something else entirely, that may not be immediately perceptible. The perspective, the details, the light, all stimulate the observer to actively participate in this new vision. Far from being a nostalgic interpretation, the work leads the viewer to investigate the form, to pause, to observe the details, to get lost in the haziness, and in so doing, to regain possession of their time in a gesture of profound observation. In this hectic, busy, fast-paced world, nothing ever stops making sense...