Pareidolia

noun/

The imagined perception of a pattern or meaning where it does not actually exist, as in considering the moon to have human features or Jesus in a potato chip.

My new piece, a 1.6 meter blown up section taken from the series 'Doll’s House' will be exhibited with the original image_4605 (see below) and presented with a free limited edition postcard at the Uncertain States exhibition at The Bank Gallery.

“This is not an arsehole. It is a photographic facsimile, of a rubber facsimile, of an arsehole.”

More work in progress images and statement here: Richard Ansett Editions

It should be a great night celebrating UCS's 5 years of supporting and collaborating with some very interesting artists, many of whom will be there. Photography is unique as an art form; exhibitions almost invariably are FREE. Free exhibit, free wine and meet the artists?! Why would you not come!

ALL WELCOME. NO PREJUDICE.

Private View: Thursday 13^th November 6:30 – 9:00pm

The Bank Gallery, Central House, 59-63 Whitechapel High Street, London, E1 7PF

RSVP to: mary_george@icloud.com

Image_4605, from series Doll's House © Richard Ansett 2013

Viewing vinyl test © Tim Bennett 2014

The Vision of Saint Augustine

Me & Otto the Dog at Quarters Cafe, Highgate © Shu-Hui Chiao 2014

Vision of St Augustine, Vittore Carpaccio (circa 1503)

Isn't it interesting how much has changed but so little is different? I think the human experience is so fleeting; our collective progress as a species seems nowhere near as fast as the world around us. Progress is so difficult when we must all individually learn through experience. The same lessons of life first articulated by the great intellects of history must be re-learned each time by each of us through experience; it can't be taught. Modern society has made the access of information and education much easier (relative to Mr Augustine's time at least), so we can at least access the knowledge that empathises with our state of mind in that moment, We owe it to ourselves to make whatever progress we can at our own speed. (Mine is quite slow).

This is a spot (see photo) I enjoy spending some time in to do some writing, thinking or work on files. Its a lovely cafe called 'Quarters' in Highgate (near the tube). I walk through the woods and end up here for a couple of hours with my dog Otto.

When I first started coming here I was with film director Bruce Goodison; we were arguing about something as usual, when I recognised someone in another corner. It was Spencer Rowell the artist and psychotherapist who, when I last met him 15 years ago, I was photographing the top advertising photographers of a generation. He has spectacularly turned his back on that world and now is also one of the founders of Uncertain States.

This is the original home of the Uncertain States salons and I understand why, it still is a great and peaceful place to think through ideas and have discussions with the like minded and not so like minded.

Its very easy to loose direction and faith in yourself in such a saturated and competitive world. If you are a serious and committed artist and are open to a genuine dialogue and would like to talk through any issues you are having or get some feedback on your work, I am happy to meet here, just send me an email. We are not alone.