Finn Hopson
Finn Hopson is a photographer from Brighton. Having grown up taking part in on the seaside and the South Downs he has spent the final eleven years photographing them. In 2014 he opened the Brighton Pictures Gallery.
A few of my favorite pictures are those who require me to spend some actual effort and time understanding what I’m . Having made me cease and stare, they don’t at all times provide up any clear solutions, containing one thing tantalisingly near actuality however leaving a lot open to interpretation and creativeness. Images that seize me with one thing so simple as colors and shapes after which invite me to look nearer.
Chris Harrison is a buddy and a fellow Brighton based mostly photographer. In June 2022, I exhibited a few of his work at my gallery, and over the course of a month, I used to be fortunate to have the ability to watch a whole lot of individuals take a look at this image and have broadly the identical response as I did once I first noticed it. They cease and look, usually captured by the broad sweeps of crimson, blue and gray, after which they step just a little nearer and attempt to discover one thing that provides a clue as to what they’re seeing. Is it a portray or {a photograph}? Is it a single picture or some type of collage? Attempting to unlock this puzzle meant that folks usually spent extra time with this image than many others, having fun with the questions it requested and the solutions they discovered.
The {photograph} (a single picture) is the view via a really damp and smeary window on the highest of a double decker bus. I feel anybody who has hung out on a fuggy bus journey on a moist winter day can relate to the condensation dripping down the home windows and the blurry view of sluggish site visitors and moist folks scurrying round under. Chris describes this as {a photograph} taken on the finish of a protracted day, which he felt had yielded nothing of any curiosity, and I feel it’s simple to see a few of that frustration within the image. As viewers, we’re trapped on the bus, too, the small print of the view blurred and hidden across the edges. We wish to see extra, however we will’t.
