I am a taxi driver in Finland.
I see the disabled, the sick, the drunkards, the demented, people with hip replacements, heart transplants, amputees, children with special needs, blind people, the breathless, the infirm, the saturady night disco queens, the business men in suits who continually talk into their mobile phones, hyperactive kids, morose mothers with disabled children, agressive talkative teenagers, silent war veterans who sleep in the back seat.
A taxi in many ways resembles a doctors waiting room. I suspect I see more sick or ill people on a daily basis that a doctor does.
Rob Harper sidles up to his art, viewing his subjects from an angle that's been shaped by life. No head on directness from him; instead, he takes you by the hand and leads you around to the back door where you can appreciate the intimate view and hear a few whispered words of wisdom. Whether he's speaking of delicious food, gardening, or life around Finland, you can be sure you'll be experiencing a visual treat of saturated color and brilliant light.
Testimonial written by Karen James