From the archives of ILEX Gallery, we've put together a Hall of Mirrors show, where the jazziness of photography - one image flowing seamlessly to another - leads to a trajectory of images as if on a carousel. Looking at one leads to another and then another. Culled from a myria
An excellent place for final confrontations with heroes, the Hall Of Mirrors wins high marks for ease of use. All you have to do is lure your victim inside by dashing in yourself, and then cackle with glee as they find you reflected back not once but a thousand times... When you have had your fun, seal the exits and fill the cramped space with some kind of liquid. Plain water works as well as anything, but why not add food dye for color. Or, for a touch of whimsy, use a sickeningly sweet fruit punch." — How to Be a Villain, Neil Zawacki
The images riff off each other, a girl on a swing, leads to a woman dreaming of flying - images inspire others images. The conversation between the images is continuous, as in "and then I was saying”…and then look, Vivian Maier leads to Marina Sersale via Angelo Turetta. It’s like the hall of mirrors at the carnival or your local fair. We look at photographs and we recognise something, a string is pulled, emotions stir, one photograph reminds you of another. Its like that sometimes for the photographer, she has the photograph in her mind when she puts her eye to the camera and frames the shot, waiting for that moment - and other times not, the image and its reference point is unconscious and surprising, as in “hey, look at that”. As if the camera reflects back what is intentionally seen and sometimes, what is not.