Another first for me. Clark Gallery is a small space located on the west end of 6th street. I dropped by about half an hour before the scheduled end of the night and there weren’t too many people. Which is good, because that space was like barely twice the size of Camp Fig.
So I walk in expecting some collage type photographs. Something like Oliver Herring, except in Lance Letscher’s style. Of course, you’d think I would have learned my lesson from the Gallery 68 show. But no, I didn’t. To my disappointment, they were just plain ole’ black & white photos. There were shots of his used Xacto blades, his stacks of books and magazines, the spines of his sources and scraps on the floor. These photographs were documenting his studio.
Like I said before, photos are a difficult medium to impress me with. Alot of what I sees is just good composition. Intent or concept is rarely present. I remember reading an article about digital moviemaking, some guy was describing the pros and cons. He said something along the lines of, “…yes more digital movies are being made, because of the ease of the technology, but with all that production the overall quality has gone down.” This is somewhat similar to how I view photography. Any shmoe can get a camera, point and click. Sometimes the shot is good, but most of the times its just a snapshot.
Mr. Letscher has taken some nice shots using dramatic lighting and varied textures. But in comparison to his collage work, it is uninspired. This collection of photos was created to make money. They are aesthetically pleasing and will match any dark furniture you may have in the house. They neither question nor state anything. How about slicing up these photographs and making a collage out of them? This show was BAD.
I’ll tell you ’bout what I sees.