Pose Ugandan images

ANDREA STULTIENS: "Pose"

Doug Rickard

You see that dream way up high on the painted wall? That dream is evidence that exists until buried, as time continues to fall.

That picture is hope and its withering pride, those who came before, those that are here, those to come and those who've died. You can see them, they were here, they were flesh and blood in a mirror. The paper is torn, the dreams are now cracked, the walls are so faded as the memories peel back. Evidence to cling to before it flees, disappeaing into air, can we save the memories on paper to prove that they were there? A child's eyes, oh look, how fierce they were glistening! A sun beginning to rise, can you see it? Are you looking-are you 'listening'? We see the faces, the stories passed, the ghosts of the 'gone' and a sun that won't last.

What is this peeling-paper green jungle in a dirty room in a dirty city? What should you feel, do you dream, should you pity? Do you wonder, do you analyze, do you see hope, is it 'pretty'? Look at the palm trees and the soccer hero, and what of those? Perhaps they're the dreams of something lush... an escape from the violence, a temporary hush. Perhaps for their moment, an escape to a special land, an escape from the struggle, to a place more grand! To forget about the 'war torn', to smile and stand proud, let us look at their heart for it's beaming out loud! Let us look at the humans and feel their love... their prayers on a wall, their hope lifting above. They're coming to pose, they're coming to remember¿ they're coming for pride and its fire - its glowing ember!

Andrea Stultien's Pose is like a precious quilt and a land as a memory, as a fabric. The quilt is rich in layers left on paper, left on walls, left in pixels, left in plaster, left in ink, left in thoughts, left in blood. The quilt is intertwined as a history and a tale, a microcosm, an expanse, a reflection of a fable - truth, fiction, the dreams of the subjects and the histories of the viewer all woven together and stitched up by Andrea. Combining found photographs with those that are made, it fits in between a genre and like all of the strongest work, the genre's simply fade or perhaps a genre is starting to be made, and the work simply stands by itself as it 'is', genre-less... as it should be.

Let's call it the 'genre' of Andrea Stultiens.