|Written by Olivier Pin-Fat|
|15 Jul 2010|
In-Land: the interior, the terrain within, inside, land-locked, enclosed, surrounded.
Out-Cast: exorcised, thrown outwards, expressed, banished, ostracised, unable to return, excluded, thrown away.
This series isn’t about anything in particular other than a way of seeing. There’s no point to it, no grandiose issue extolled through its images. It’s not ‘complete’, finished, concluded – it’s still ‘proto’. It’s a non-linear, circuitous meandering that follows some of my everyday footsteps in and around Bangkok.
These images, like rough sketches or scribbled notes, are just a few ideas that have been rattling around in my mind for some time. Assembling them together like this gives them ‘form’ or ‘body’, in the way a ghost would acquire physical shape if it were to wear a jacket. Inside the jacket – at least to our eyes – is thin air, a ‘nothing’, except perhaps an invisible energy. ‘In-Land Out-Cast’ explores the city as metaphor, as an idea, a perception, a way of seeing, a vision, a blindness.
Photographed in October 2009, this is a work in progress using 135mm and 120mm film. It is an extension of previous work, particularly ‘Ya Ba’ (2004 - published in V6N1 of 8 Magazine) where I began to perceive the city as allegory, as film-noir or fable. At that time, vandalising my 120 film became a highly charged visual imperative that paralleled a frayed state of mind. It relied only on ‘chance’ and a complete loss of control. The metaphors in this series are very different.
There’s no space for composition using this ‘technique’ – the leaked light, the film burn, like bars on a dungeon door – dictate all. There’s no (pre) conceived direction, no surety in anything other than the chance encounter, the photographed moment, the emotive. This modus is as much about seeing as it is about not seeing. Most of what I photograph is unprintable due to an excess of resultant film fog on my negatives. It’s all blindly unpredictable.
I print what ‘the city’ permits me to, what ‘chance’ salvages for me from the wreckage.
‘In-Land Out-Cast’ is a type of ‘psychological thriller’, a cinematic journey into a living necropolis, a derelict interior – phantasmal, emblematic, broken and concrete-entombed. It transverses a city of ‘real-fiction’, looped in repetition, inhabited by weighty yet invisible presences, pregnant yet impregnable shadows. Its cast are light torn people, those unsure if they’re male or female, alive or dead, the city’s ‘spirits’ – its detritus, its insane, hungry, homeless, ostracised, undefined and unformed – close ones, unknown ones, ones who come back at you again and again.
It follows the haunted and the haunting, the dream-busted, the smashed and forlorn through a city built on the blur between this world and the next. A city we die into. Are born out of.