Philip-Lorca diCorcia is one damn fine photographer. I’m a big fan. A big old mad fan. What can I say? His work just does it for me. These photos, they’re static but stirring; stirring in so many different ways. They leave you with an afterthought; a notion that something’s about to happen, has happened, will happen. They’re almost menacing, but because the subject matter is so average, they’re also warm and fuzzy and, kind of welcoming. Bottom line, they’re an oxymoron and that, to me, is perfect.
Back in the ‘70s, when diCorcia established himself as a name to be reckoned with, he got working on a collection of photographs called ‘Family and Friends’, which are currently showing at Galerie Sprüth Magers in Munich. Now, unsurprisingly, this set of images does pretty much what you’d expect – well, what you’d expect up unto a point. Set around incredibly banal situations, they’re heavily staged – a boy in the kitchen (above; 'Brian', 1988), a moustached man cycling down a tunnel, a bloke talking on the telephone – fixed and frozen. But, like a freeze frame of an old Technicolor movie, you feel that if you were to hit some secret button, they would kick back into action again. Course, that’s sounds mad and probably is. However, this madness, or rather, magic, is precisely what makes diCorcia’s work brilliant.
Philip-Lorca diCorcia’s Family and Friends is showing at Galerie Sprüth Magers, Schellingstrasse 48, D-80799 München, until 27th January 2007.
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