Alfred Freddy Krupa made this photograph, "The tooth of time", and what strikes me is how the artist’s hand is present even though it’s a photograph. The composition is really something, a tree stump, but somehow repurposed. It makes me wonder what Freddy was thinking when he built this small scene; the concrete and pieces of wood speak of ruins and perhaps a game being played, something assembled from the remains of something else. There is a strange dialogue going on here. The tooth of time is sharp, but there’s also a sense of playful building. It’s a conversation about decay, but one that feels hopeful and open-ended. Like painting, photography can be an act of inquiry, where the artist is working out something about the world.
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