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hether it is through their boundless depth of tone and shadow, the personalities of their distinctive frames, or their employ of archaic languages- both visual and verbal- the images of Jefferson Hayman seem imported to us from another age.
Hayman likens his work to a time capsule, or short story. Drawing upon indicators and associations from a variety of histories - of art, of photography, of New York City - he plays upon our preconceptions and quietly introduces his own techniques and symbols to the lexicon.
Titles such as New Amsterdam and The New Pyramids point to a fully developed, almost European sense of the expanse of history. In a city, country, and culture which can seem ever preoccupied with the new, the modern, and the reinvention of itself- Hayman manages to surprise us with simple details and omissions: an intruding modern billboard, a missing Chrysler pinnacle. Others, such as Avenue speak to his transforming and poetic sensibility.
Eve Schaub, 2008
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