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| David Moore |
David Moore, Photographer,
opening Lorrie
Graham’s “Stills” Exhibition, 1991
Not beautiful pictures.
But the pictures are not about beauty. Except for the beauty
and the wonder of photography that can bring these images to
us.
No, these pictures have the raw-boned grit of truth.
We are slammed up against these statements so we are trapped
there.
It is hard to pull away. Some of them, notably the country
pictures, are disturbing and hurtful to our eyes. But that
is what they mean to be and because of that
they are successful.
Remember, much great creative expression of the past has been disturbing.
But there is one gentle image to serve as a counterpoint. That of the
girl swimmer at the Commonwealth Games. A tender picture which speaks
volumes
about young
competition.
So Lorrie is a photojournalist. Yes, certainly – and a good one. To be
a photojournalist means you have to possess lightning reflexes, and be able to
work successfully when you feel crook – even when you have a hangover.
The existing weather conditions have to be accepted and overcome – even
if they are shitty. History making moments seldom occur when the sun is over
the left shoulder of the photographer. You have to PERFORM. Be on your toes all
the time, be prepared to think laterally, and never drop your guard – or
your camera – until it’s over. Really over. Or as they say, “Until
the fat lady sings”.
Someone named Bill Clinton had a small success in the US
today. I’d say
someone named Lorrie Graham has a really big success in Sydney
tonight.
There was something of a landslide in
America: it seems like we have a peopleslide here tonight.
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