Photographs by Kari A. Guilbault
The images display a disintegration of form communicating a passage of time and resemble painful bodily experiences.
The images display a disintegration of form communicating a passage of time and resemble painful bodily experiences.
Photographs
It smells like damp popcorn inside and a chunky TV tilts off the left wall
For months now, when I walk down to my car in the early mornings, it is coated in a thin blanket of ash
As, scrabbling tragically he slides / Into breathless air, so thin, to land / With an unechoed thud, instant husk,
The extreme cold and the snow on the highway nearly killed us, but we were lucky to see beautiful things that many people have never seen.
Everyone was hungry. Everyone / pulled their arms and legs tight against / themselves, feeble cocoons.
What can I offer this strange creature whose / slowed heartbeat is the opposite of mine?
I love the ambiguity of unravel - it can represent destruction, just as it can represent cleansing. It can speak to the unrelenting forces beyond our control, or the simple, deliberate act of undoing.
On the shoreline, there is a constant battle for sovereignty. These images explore the effects of Hurricane Sandy and reconstruction efforts within the landscape over time.