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New group photography exhibition: Point of View, 24 August - 15 September 2018
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It's been a busy year in terms of engaging with my photography practice. With what is my third, and most likely final exhibition this year, I am please to announce that I have 32 photos as part of a group exhibition at Photospace Gallery from 24 August to 15 September, 2018. My work will encompass three different themes, the urban landscape, social documentary, and portraiture. The body of portraiture work I will be showing is a series of photographs of people connected to our home in Wellington. The people portrayed are friends, family and neighbours that visited our home over a two-week period in July and August, 2018.

For my social documentary set, I chose to make photographs at a charity shop in my neighbourhood. Op Shops serve a critical social function in New Zealand, selling second-hand donated goods at low-cost to raise money for social enterprises and charity. More often than not, staff in these shops are volunteers, donating their times to sort through the community donations, and serving people who come in to buy things. For this series, I wanted to document my local Op Shop in Wellington and the staff that volunteer there. Though part of a bigger operation, it is a small shop and very popular in my neighbourhood.

My urban landscape collection reflect upon my journey since moving to New Zealand some 12 years ago. When I first moved here, I hadn’t ever lived anywhere much other than a big city, other than a few months in an English or Welsh village here and there, and some time in village India when I was a child. I remember a feeling in New Plymouth in 2005 on a Saturday afternoon when the shops would start closing up and the hustle and bustle would vanish into the approaching night: some kind of emptiness. These photographs were taken from a bus seat, traveling from Wellington to Whanganui on a Saturday afternoon. I needed to get there to pick up our car that had broken down a couple of weeks before, ironically, trying to get back home from New Plymouth. When I showed these photographs to people, I admit that I hadn't heard about Peter Black’s Moving Pictures photographs, and I had never seen them. People told me I should, so I did. Over 30 years after Peter made his images, my feeling is that although time moves on, other things don’t appear to.

Please come along to the exhibition, and it would be great if you could come along to the opening night too.