The New Deal, circa now.
If you’re in Wales, GO SEE MY WORK AND OTHER GREAT PEOPLES’
Sraunus is a travelling photography show that originated in Lithuania in 2010. It has been exhibited in seven cities around the world, and will hold its UK première at Diffusion Festival.
Sraunus is an evolving slideshow exhibition, with each installment showing a different selection of over forty young photographic artists. The curated images reflect an emergent trend in post-digital photography: they do not rely on an indexical relationship to reality, nor deal with universal truths. Instead, the photographers follow an experimental path, and come close to a questioning of our visual values. Through a projection and event-led format, Sraunus also invites critical discussion of the changing materiality of the medium and the place of the digital image in the gallery.
Sraunus in Cardiff is a collaborative project between curator, Paul Paper and writer, Rowan Lear. For the first time, the photographic work will be shown alongside a projection of writing, which will respond, reflect and unravel the images and ideas contained in Sraunus.
Photographers: Thomas Albdorf, Aurélien Arbet, Flemming Ove Bech, Alexander Binder, Lucas Blalock, Billy Buck, Maryanne Casasanta, Bridget Collins, Grant Cornett, Elspeth Diederix, Bobby Doherty, Bryan Dooley, Jessica Eaton, Jérémie Egry, Thobias Fäldt, Philip Gaißer, Nicholas Gottlund, Freddy Griffiths, Paul Herbst, Go Itami, Klara Källström, Jennilee Marigomen, Max Marshall, Sylvain-Emmanuel P, Paul Paper, Facundo Pires, Nicolas Poillot, Nerijus Rimkus, Johan Rosenmunthe, Jaap Scheeren, Maurice Scheltens & Liesbeth Abbenes, Adam Schreiber, Brea Souders, Kate Steciw, Ugnė Straigytė, Jessica Williams, Kimm Whiskie, Ann Woo, David Zilber.
Curated by Paul Paper & Rowan Lear
Opening: Thursday 2 May, 6 – 8pm (with live soundtrack)
Exhibition: Friday 3 – Monday 6 May, 12 – 5pm
In Conversation: Saturday 4 May, 1 – 2pm
Queen’s Arcade (Unit 17)
Gertrude was her name.
My third year in Chicago I lived with my sister. We had just finished moving in and on our break from cleaning she decided to eats some grapes. After she got done rinsing them she noticed she had a spider in them. She was pissed, I was excited. Before she was able to kill it I identified it as a Black Widow. Long story short, I kept her as a pet until she died four months later. I scanned her a few years later.
My best friend Neil got married the other day in Jamaica. About a year ago he asked me to be in the wedding and I said yes. Why wouldn’t I right? Well not too long after that the guy that buzzed my door and served me said I should go to court. And I did. It fucked up my digestion for a good month. The last time I was in court was when I was 20. I can elaborate on that another time, for now it’s best not to. The wedding date had me anticipating spending a large chunk of money that I didn’t have, but was working towards, for a short period of time, but for the people and the occasion it seemed to be worth it. Then in November I got served again, and went to court again and in January I avoided the third court visit. At the end of January I had to break the news to Neil that I couldn’t go. It sucked, but the stress was released. I was definitely conflicted for many reasons, but thought it to be the best financial and mental decision. I mean you can’t go if you don’t have money, and my money tree died when I graduated from college. Also it should be noted that I am far from having the ability to get approved for credit cards, though for ten years I held a perfect credit score. The sum of money I ended up making in 2012 doesn’t make too much sense, considering the hours I put in and the hours I lost being with those nearest and dearest. I mean I made enough to drink some good beer here and there and eat some burgers, but the scales were still tipped. As they will be for quite some time. School debt sits on one side still feeding off of those desperate to get somewhere further in life at a price, while the millions of us tirelessly stand on the other to no avail. We could probably all jump at once on that side of the scale and get that bitch to move. Anyway, no pity needed, I understand what I got myself into. I just didn’t think about every hurdle along the way. Let me tell ya their are many-a-hurdle. Fuck it I’m still grinding away, refusing the suggested path. I just didn’t think it would have interfered with watching my best friend get married. The story ends happily of course, they made it there and back, and are now married with a home and a dog. I have plans on making it up to them for missing out. For now I feel kind of shitty, but I have enough for rent, and left overs weren’t all that bad. Good thing for positive thinking and forgiving friends. Congrats Neil and Andrea! I miss you guys.