Dipping into the archive is always an interesting, if sometimes unsettling, proposition. It often begins with anxiety, with the fear that the thing you want won’t surface. But ultimately the process is a little like tapping into the unconscious, and can bring with it the ambivalent gratification of rediscovering forgotten selves.Rather than making new pictures why can’t I just recycle some of these old ones? Claim “found” photographs from among my boxes? And have this gesture signify “resistance to further production/consumption”? (96)

Dipping into the archive is always an interesting, if sometimes unsettling, proposition. It often begins with anxiety, with the fear that the thing you want won’t surface. But ultimately the process is a little like tapping into the unconscious, and can bring with it the ambivalent gratification of rediscovering forgotten selves.Rather than making new pictures why can’t I just recycle some of these old ones? Claim “found” photographs from among my boxes? And have this gesture signify “resistance to further production/consumption”? (96)

– Moyra Davey –

Long Life Cool White: Photographs and Essays

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