joanne lee



Whilst my visual work usually begins with an short burst of image-taking – maybe a day or two of intense photography - I soon have to stop because it’s as if I’m filled up with images and suffering from a kind of photographic nausea. Once images are gathered, then a prolonged period of critical digestion is necessary before I’m at all sure what to make of or with them. Admittedly, when I first review the photographs I’ve made, I make three immediate designations – there’s the apparently successful picture, those with potential and a host of misfires I can’t wait to discard. But I’ve learnt not to trust my initial judgement at all, and instead to set the pictures aside – often for many months, and sometimes even for years. Many of the things I first believed to be exciting have waned in their effect, whilst others I’d overlooked – probably because they weren’t quite what I was aiming for when I took them – have now assumed a surprising fascination: it’s as if I hadn’t been able to see what might be of consequence. Sometimes the significance of a photograph only emerges because of its relationship with an image taken subsequently, or when it is paired with one taken years before. The pairs below are the result of this slow distillation.