The human. Humans.One by one.
Their weaknesses, their paradoxical beauties, their internal labyrinths, their emotions, their fears, their disillusions, their natures, their doubts, their anxieties… Their intimacy stripped bare.
Who are we once we close the door and the light goes off ?
Who are we above and beyond the place we created in a society which is often more imposed than selected?
Who are we, when we are confronted with ourselves, whith the only hiding place for feelings, what we call our subconscious? With
the horizon for guide. Dorothy Shoes has a theater background. She is a storyteller, today she let her pictures speak.
Poetry and Meaning fill the paper. Humans are in a state, imagination on a whim.
Everyone in line: a frustrated idealist.
Bridges between realism and surrealism, Dorothy-Shoes’ pictures tell little timeless stories with one character, they appear in a series of monologues through which the photographer visits internal labyrinths, subjectively highlighting the darkest places and giving faces to the subconscious.
Dorothy Shoes: Monologues et dystopies
June 28th – August 25th, 2012
Les grilles de la Sainte Chapelle
63200 Riom
France
