Christy Lee Rogers – Into The PostArctic

From her website

Christy Lee Rogers is a fine art photographer from Kailua, Hawaii. Her obsession with water as a medium for breaking the conventions of contemporary photography has led to her work being compared to Baroque painting masters like Caravaggio. Boisterous in color and complexity, Rogers applies her cunning technique to a barrage of bodies submerged in water during the night, and creates her effects naturally in-camera using the refraction of light. Through a fragile process of experimentation, she builds elaborate scenes of coalesced colors and entangled bodies that exalt the human character as one of vigor and warmth, while also capturing the beauty and vulnerability of the tragic experience that is the human condition.”

From Reckless Unbound

Rogers_9925_Black Moon,Christy Lee Rogers

Black Moon

Rogers_0184_The Triumphants,Christy Lee Rogers

THE TRIUMPHANTS

Rogers_0133_Reckless Unbound,Christy Lee Rogers

RECKLESS UNBOUND

Rogers_0227_A Single Day and Night of Misfortune,Christy Lee Rogers

A SINGLE DAY AND NIGHT OF MISFORTUNE

Rogers_9287_The Life i Recognize,Christy Lee Rogers

THE LIFE I RECOGNIZE

Rogers_0155_Land of the Dead,Christy Lee Rogers

LAND OF THE DEAD

Rogers_0053_Lightness of Being,Christy Lee Rogers

LIGHTNESS OF BEING

From Odyssey

rogers_innocence,Christy Lee Rogers

INNOCENCE

From Siren

Centericcia, Christy Lee Rogers - Into The PostArctic

CENTERICCIA

 

18_Gora,Christy Lee Rogers

GORA

Christy Lee Rogers’ work enters the  PostArctic endgame? as a kind of inventory of the history of Western Art, and all human narratives,  bringing the human adventure (The Odyssey) together with the classic tragic elements of history (Ophelia) immersed in colour and contrast (Caravaggio) while acknowledging a return to the deep dark  Sea (Moby Dick, Finnegans Wake) from where all life began. Her figures at times appear like passengers from the Titanic who, while submerged(ing),  become even more free to engage, to grasp ecstasy, in this inevitable floating/sinking underworld.  Is there an in-between world? In any case it’s not quite what we expected.

The light is still above, a stable, but sometimes almost violent reference creating wonderment, security and nostalgia. But the other reality, the terror of facing the depths below, where the light fades to dark, is still death and the bottom of the sea is neither Heaven nor Hell. Yes, much Biblical irony, but here it is Everyone, and the only Prophecy is no more than our own behavior and beliefs  catapulting us into an unknown, unremembered, unredemptive fate based solely on humanity’s unwillingness to learn from history, seek truth and universally accept it.

The Sirens, women, whose songs are not heard under here, are no longer infamously luring ships into the rocks and sailor’s to their demise, but become pure beings without agenda, unable to help nor hinder, angels, perhaps the last observers, the ones who will be left to tell the story of humanity.

Christy Lee Rogers

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