i adore jeff wall's photographs. they're like a little like film noir; something quivers underneath the surface, but not being able to put your finger on where the unease is coming from is what makes them both beautiful and troubling. wall's subjects are vibrantly pensive. they pose not because they have been asked to pose, but because they live life that way. and the colors are astonishing. wall lights his picture window-sized photos from behind, dimming the lights in the gallery so that the pictures glow, illuminating the faces of gallery visitors like the faces in the photos. he creates photos that subdivide into panels, each panel its own perfect composition of color and light. yet each photograph has one source of movement, one disruption amidst placidness.
gorgeous.
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