Taylor RadeliaUntitled (2010)

This crossed my dash attributed to William Eggleston.

On the one hand I can understand why someone would think that. It’s an image of a piece with Eggleston’s oeuvre–fixated upon seeing the beauty of colors despite the often numbing interference of the mundane.

It’s almost like this photo by Radelia is–from the standpoint of photography math: this + this.

There are still notable differences anyone who has spent any sort of time with Eggleston’s work really ought to have caught: namely, Eggleston doesn’t really use a strobe all that often and although virtually all of his work trades in sublimated sexuality, the above is a little too direct in it’s perverse punning to be a lost Eggleston.

Radelia’s image is fascinating though because it’s a rare work that both stands on its own to feet but also holds up well when compared with the work from which it clearly draws inspiration. That’s not a small thing at all.

Angela Mary ButlerSeven Scars for Seven Stars (2014)

choomathy set the gold standard for bat imagery with her studied, Becher-esque typologies.

I’ve noticed a recent up-tick in similar work from far less talented image makers. But this images manages to distinguish itself in that it features a male bodied individual with a crescent of seven scars covering his mid-section.

It’s a strong image–and a glance at Butler’s work intimates she’s got some image making chops–but the image becomes more intriguing with the revelation that the scars belong to performance artist Miguel Suarez; who three days prior to this photo shoot enacted a performance piece where he lit a cigar seven times and put it out on his skin each time in the pattern reminiscent of the stars on the Venezuelan flag.