
about a month ago, i was gallery-hopping [how strange does that sound!] with a friend of mine in chelsea. desperate for relief from the bitter cold, we ducked into the first open door we found, which happened to be the
hasted hunt kraeutler gallery. there, we were welcomed by the photograph above. while my art-going companion was less impressed with these than the ed burtynsky photographs in the back, i couldn't stop staring at the photographs, trying to understand them—their stories, their world, their fabrication! something about them seemed unreal to me, but i couldn't figure out what.


as we rounded the corner into the next space of the gallery, the uncanny feeling i got from the photographs was made clear. these are all photographs, yes—but of carefully constructed models, not of people. the focus & extreme care & attention paid to the tiniest details makes the scale seem feasible at a human size, even though the models are no larger than the average child's doll.


paolo ventura sketches these elaborate scenes [some ink & watercolor sketches were in the back area of the gallery], creates models & props, & then shoots large-scale photographs in replication of his original sketches. the world he creates is often sad & lonely: with this series in particular, there is a quiet desolation both amongst & because of the wintry carnival setting. in one particularly striking photograph [which i can't seem to find on the artist's website!], a man floats above a balcony, his body held aloft by dozens of balloons tied to his back. his shoes and arms dangle down in such a way that while this image of flight might seem joyful, it is also possible that this figure has been hanged by the very balloons that lift him up. this kind of beautiful, surreal, quiet violence is typical of ventura's work.
[& from a color standpoint, his carefully controlled palette adds to the surreality of his images.]