Yancey Richardson is clearly making a subtle transfer from
an overly formal edit of your favorite photographers to becoming the home of
excessively boring portraiture. For the record, portraiture is hard. Look at
some Judith Joy Ross. It’s hard getting that kind of real emotion out of
people, while merely getting people to hold still in front of the camera isn’t.
Maybe this is just a long-form Sanders-esque performance piece by Yancey
Richardson?
I am sorry. I totally forgot Yancey Richardson recently had
the best edit of David Hilliard’s work I have seen in some time. I always make
fun of the gallery, but the show was really good. I felt Hilliard’s previous work
was in a really weird place where it was a cross between these odd hallmark
pictures of kids and overly thematic set-ups that looked like mini soap opera
episodes. But Hilliard’s last show there was a return to his roots. It was
pictures of him and his dad and what I am guessing his family doing stuff in
the woods with a subtle shift where the smooth lighting and pleasant settings
lift the edge and anger that seemed to run through his earlier work allowing
for a mellower adult world to from in the new work. So Yancey Richardson, home
to David Hilliard and some boring-ass portraits.
Through Apr. 6th
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