photography, gelatin-silver-print
still-life-photography
pictorialism
flower
photography
gelatin-silver-print
Dimensions height 236 mm, width 187 mm, height 353 mm, width 305 mm
Curator: The delicacy here is just arresting, isn’t it? Almost like captured lace. Editor: Absolutely. Edwin Hale Lincoln created this gelatin-silver print, “Penstemon digitalis,” around 1905. What strikes me immediately is its formal stillness, yet also a subtle ethereal quality. Curator: That stillness is key, I think. It's got this Victorian-era restraint to it, all elegance and botanical precision. But I keep coming back to how those stems sort of *float* against that pale gray backdrop, you know? As though they're not rooted in any particular *place.* Like little ghosts in a photograph. Editor: I agree. The composition adheres to pictorialism which embraced soft focus and a subjective approach—photography aspiring to the aesthetic values of painting and printmaking, rebelling against its pure indexical function. The backdrop seems deliberate and quite important to the intent. Curator: It makes you wonder about his headspace, right? What made him choose *this* flower and capture it this way? Maybe these florals are about something greater – an ode to a fleeting memory, or perhaps an allegory for society’s rapid shifts. Editor: Given his work documented nature's intricacies alongside rapid industrial change in early 20th century America, there could be a link. A certain kind of flower appearing at a time, captured in a specific light; it becomes a preserved moment to showcase, even immortalize. Perhaps its very ephemerality. Curator: Hah, yeah. It all boils down to the flower’s ghost-image being all we see here in that strange studio space, doesn't it? Just a gentle reminder, I guess, that we’re also pretty fragile beings here on Earth. And how important it is that it got documented as art so deliberately. Editor: Precisely, and seeing it in the gallery lets it speak anew. So long as there is at least one pair of eyes left who can appreciate the beauty and thought it projects, its mission in time and space has yet to cease. It gets renewed perpetually, no different from nature herself.
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