A year ago I came across Fang Tong‘s photographs from ‘Love Illusion’ and I was compelled to post them up despite my reservations about highly produced photo-shopped images. I usually stay away from them. I’m already drowning in that aesthetic already – within the pages of magazines, on billboards and just about every single digital device known to humanity – but in Tong’s work there was something else going on, a dark undercurrent that brought the viewer to the border of the real and surreal; a place that lived in our cinematic sub-consciousness.
Last week she sent me a selection from her new series, ‘Windows’. Again she continues to explore the world through simple conceits and subversions. This time through our secret desire to peer in on private moments, of quiet reflection, of unsaid thoughts between lovers, partners and friends. Here’s what she has to say about her work:
It is often said that eyes are windows to the soul. When we think of windows, we usually look through the window at the scenery and the world. This time I want to change the perspective by looking from outside the window to inside to see different emotions and situations.
There is a man sitting alone in a shabby house; there are couples comforting each other; there are couples in conflict with each other; there is a mother and daughter’s ordinary life; there is a beautiful young woman drinking alone in an empty house and so on.
Inside the small window, under the different roofs, there are stories full of sorrow, joy, memories, waiting etc. This is life.