Lex Jenkins [Lex_Jenkins]
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In past lives I have been a Navy Hospital Corpsman, dialysis tech, journalist, safety inspector, bad actor and pretty good theater director, and perpendicularity consultant emeritus.
Damn you, photo.net, I wish I knew how to quit you.
Obligatory non-artist's non-statement, not written in third person:
I'm influenced primarily by writers and musicians, and to some extent by live theatrical performance arts. I am a mere pastichiere, an allusionist, a remixer of tropes, an unreliable narrator in my own life.
Usually I hear music or passages from plays or novels running through my head as I'm out walking around, often many simultaneously. I see something, and instantly associate it with something else - an instrumental musical passage, a song lyric, a phrase from a book, the way a girl's breath smelled when I was a teenager and she was babbling happily about some nonsense and I think "She reminds me of Luna Lovegood only Luna Lovegood doesn't exist yet and won't for another 30 years", the way a hospital smelled last week of urine and sweat and coffee and antiseptic, the reverberations of a Chinese couple chattering animatedly inside the Serra Vortex sculpture while a young woman stands silhouetted against the exit, her legs glowing through her gauzy dress, and I remember wasn't she the same girl again in 1986 in a fake teepee near Dallas but that couldn't be possible because Luna Lovegood still doesn't exist yet and I hear Cat Power singing "the moon is so... hollow" in my head, over and over as Frieda dances as Ariel onstage twirling a rope into a hurricane vortex sucking up houses and beach sand and the ocean until a dragon rises from the mist and recites Lavinia's lament from Titus Andronicus in the voice of archy the cockroach from Don Marquis' stories and Eli extends her thin arms and whispers through bloody lips "Be me a little. Be me a little."
And then I'm out of film or the memory card is filled up and I go home.
I appreciate everyone who takes a moment to critique or comment on my photos or portfolio. Here are a couple of my favorites:
"Your style is nonsense.""Your folio is all about nonsense. Nonsense is a fun place to be. Very, very good." --Meir Samel, 2008
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"There truly is an eruption of transversal descriptors in contemporary meta-reality based idioms of the art world ouevre."" The question is whether we accede to them as culpable for aesthetic ascension or rebel against them as Barthesian anti-punctums." --Steve Gubin, 2014
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"Looking over these snapshots I can't understand why you even take photographs.""Perhaps there was something when you were young, but whatever it is died a very long time ago. On this evidence your photography has no passion, insight, taste, not even the most basic artistic reflex, and the few visually interesting images come across as flukes. The majority are technically competent only in the sense that the exposure and focus are generally accurate; beyond that, nothing at all." --Ashley Pomeroy, 2012
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I always wondered what a Robert Christgau critique of photography might be like.
By the way, fewer of my photos are in focus now.