Shelter
A part of my submission to this summer's Utata Big Project, "Homage". The subject of this homage being Uta Barth
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This is an old shelter on the promenade that's the hangout of drinkers, drug users and an informal public urinal. The heady aromas and detritus of all 3 activities pervade the shelter, seemingly a far cry from Barth's photography. However, while I was here a smart and respectable middle-aged man was also taking photos with his phonecam. He told me he had fond memories of his sometimes sordid adventures in this the place as a youthful punk on his summer holidays. While sordid adventures, the smells of stale beer, urine and skunk aren't those immediately conjured up in my mind by Uta Barth's work, the wistful look in an ex-punkrocker's eye as he tried to recall forgotten times seemed about right for a Barth homage.
