Posted May 17, 2011 by Jean Dykstra
Lisa M. Robinson, Howl, 2010
During the New York Photo Festival last weekend, most of the galleries at 111 Front Street in DUMBO hosted photography exhibitions of one sort or another, from Dutch Delight, a smattering of contemporary Dutch photography, to exhibitions of work by photography students from Pratt and the School of Visual Arts. The gallery KlompChing, which is dedicated to photography, continued its quality programming, showing Lisa M. Robinson’s series Oceana, which remains on view through June 10. Robinson’s first exhibition with KlompChing in 2008 was work from her series Snowbound, and Oceana continues her investigation of the natural world. But where the images in Snowbound exuded a quiet hush and captured small, solitary signs of the presence of people, the photos from Oceana depict empty, sometimes angry views of roiling, crashing waves. These are not Hiroshi Sugimoto seascapes, still and stretching out into infinity. As if we need another reminder, Robinson's photographs show a sea with breathtakingly awesome power. Beautiful as her photographs are, and they are gorgeous prints (she was a printing assistant for George Tice), they are also a little ominous. A couple of the images show broken up sheets of ice, but even those that don't send a small chill.