Low Resolution

It started with a mistake. I was working with an image file on my computer and all of a sudden the photograph shrank down to a tiny dot on the screen. After zooming in, I could see what had happened. The picture that had been ten inches wide was now only ten pixels wide. By accident, I had created a very, very low resolution version of the original image. All the detail had been eliminated, only the barest of compositional relationships remained, but he colors remained intact. It may be difficult to think of these pictures as having mimetic content but that does not mean that the pictures do not in some way look like their subjects. A lot of the reason I still think of them as representational has to do with the fidelity of the pictures' colors to those of the original scene.

I grew up with analogue technology and and have watched with a certain sadness as LPs were replaced by CDs and then by MP3s, movies by DVDs, and film emulsions by electronic sensors. I have been a late and sometimes less than enthusiastic adopter of digital technology. But perhaps because of that I am interested in (and somewhat distrustful or at least drawn to the weaknesses of) the ways in which digital materials are reintroduced to the physical world, the ways in which the symbolic ones and zeros are made to once again take physical form.

These pictures are in a certain way an exaggeration of that process. The enlarged pixel structure draws attention to the digital origins of the work and parallels the proliferation of low resolution images in our daily lives. In addition, I have chosen to print the pictures on a soft uncoated paper that accepts the ink from my printer in a very particular way. The enlarged pixels, which on my computer screen are perfectly regular and uniform, become dappled and start to bleed into one another when the ink hits the paper, reflecting the physical nature of the materials and the process. The conceptual underpinnings of this work matter to me and I think the pictures are undeniably richer when considered in that way. In the end though, these are just pictures of the world around us.
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