Frank Rodick, Parade in Petticoat Lane (my mother holds her basket), 2014, archival pigment print, 100 x 152 cm. Courtesy of the artist and Articsok Gallery
Thursday, May 7, 2015 / 7 p.m.
Articsok Gallery
1697 St.Clair West
The artist talk is accompanying Frank Rodick solo show, titled, Everything Will Be Forgotten at Articsok Gallery. The exhibition is part of Toronto’s Scotiabank CONTACT Photography Festival 2015 and is on display April 30 – May 31, 2015.
On sons and mothers, love, hate, and death… and why we make pictures even though Everything Will Be Forgotten: a dialogue with Frank Rodick
“For this work, I started at the end. That is, on June 15th 2010, the day Frances Rodick, my mother, died.” …
“People make photographs, they make art, for all kinds of reasons. They do it to remember. They do it to forget. They do it because they believe in an ideal. They do it because they want to tell someone how the world is changing.
As for me, I do it mainly because I find our internal, subjective world—which exists in our minds and bodies—the most compelling thing there is. It’s a world that’s somehow both close and far, where the darkest corners are mostly forbidden. It’s inside us but it resists discovery. That makes the whole experience of opening up this world perilous but also powerful, intoxicating. And when everything is taken away from us, up to that very last point this world is what we’re left with. Of course, the internal world I have the most access to is my own, so that’s where I dredge when I’m making pictures.” …
“I sometimes call all these images “hallucinatory memoirs.” I don’t know how accurate they are as a record of the past. But what I can say is that they’re a candid reconstruction of my present memories and feelings of that past—hazy and seeping as they may be. And ultimately that’s all I have.” – Frank Rodick
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