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Man, recent MFA photography shows have made me tired of work
consisting of random assortment of stylishly made photographs that have only a tangential
connection to each other. I have always thought of Torbjørn Rødland as a lesser
Roe Ethridge, but with more naked ladies. I am not sure the current Rødland
show changes any of that for me, but he does seem to be on the tip of many a tongue
nowadays, and there is something to be said about his work. Without even realizing
the title of the show, I spent most of the exhibition having flashbacks to the
morally challenging and emotional disturbing rape revenge fantasy film Elle by Paul Verhoeven. There is something
about the quality of light that is so professional that everything feels like
it is a studio rather than real life. Combined with all the objects from naked
women to broken ceramics, the look is so stylish the pictures become hyper real,
like something from a waking dream or, I guess a well-made foreign thriller. Then
there is the image a woman thrusting her hips up towards an unknown force outside
of the frame, and an image of naked buttocks pushing gently against a small
picket fence and hands tensed against the front of ice skates that all hint at
a complex if not sinister sexual dynamic underlying the work, even when it is
just the shine off of a green apple.
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