Terrence Kelleman - brutal silence text
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brutal silence: statement


brutal silence is my comment on the effect of photography. An unbiased witness. A hushed capsule of life. All photographic documents share a kinship with the living and the dead. The photographs in brutal silence are the documentation - the result, the residue - of the actions that I perform alone in my studio in front of a camera.

The violence, force and screams of these actions are never seen or heard. Their silence is brutal.

Alone with a camera on a tripod - lights off - I open the aperature - I wait - then the gesture comes to me - I follow it like a rhythm, a flow - when it is complete I stop, close the aperature, turn to the next frame and start again. The gestures last anywhere from 1 to 5 minutes.


Cher Ingrid,

C'est difficile de parler de mon travail. Je ne veut pas arriver a une point ou je peut le decrire dans un seule phrase. Il faut que les gens soit pret a recevoir ces idees - c'est pas pour moi a les aider avec une texte - une langue. C'est la difference entre la musique et d'essayer de le decrire.


striving to make the body manifest and simultaneously seeking to destroy it.

The images are a bi-product of the action - the documentation mimics nature's own beauty as a result of a process not necessarily a goal in itself.

There is a purety of action - working in a state between control and chaos - the pure brutal gesture in every body - the fight against entropy and the eventual defeat of the body. A weakness to the urges and impulses of the internal nature of the body.

There is nothing to be said or achieved in this work - just to to make manifest through the photographic material the tension and terror of the ephemeral physical nature of the body. An obsession with its desires and a recognition of its deceipt.

Light passes through darkness revealing the body and returns to darkness - the photograph remains indifferent - not cruel, not tender - indifferent. The body exhaustes itself and yet becomes manifest through this act.



- Terrence Kelleman, New York October 12, 2000