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And not necessarily treating her subjects kindly, the best light remains Lawson's, the photographic adeptness bending subjects to her. There's plenty of content to be unpacked, the inference: the long legs of prey draped over the predatory face, couch covers torn and exits obstructed. A couch cushion rotated so many times as to expose the seams. Exposing the seams. These are what photographs live for, the construction of a subject, here a person. At least these curtains seem properly adhered. Does this reflect the woman in the photograph or the photographer, a question we answered long ago, but none really take it as such, our inference already passed a judgement. And the photographs are indelible.
See too: Barbara Probst at Monica De Cardenas