...abolish the possibility of a reference we can call common, bury it behind opaque markers. ... objects which, even at peak banality aren't really describable ... What you see isn't mine. ...The inability to derive equitable terms, a reference to talk about, looking like slack-jawed yokels."
It is this ability of Donnelly to separate and divide and make evil our inability to share feelings, to see christ (or not) in the photograph. The innocent question of "what you see" becomes apprehensive.
Click: Trisha Donnelly at Galerie Buchholz, Trisha Donnelly at Museum Ludwig, Trisha Donnelly at Eva Presenhuber
Click: Trisha Donnelly at Galerie Buchholz, Trisha Donnelly at Museum Ludwig, Trisha Donnelly at Eva Presenhuber