Ballardian on Burtynsky
The most powerful photographs, in fact, steal our words. They resist explication or a resolution, refuse our comprehension, render us speechless. Stilling time, preserving the ghost of a moment to be revisited in perpetuity, photography conjures the past, feeds the present, and hints at the future. Mere words can hardly contend with the magic of its revelation.
There is always so much pressure to explain our images as photographers and I understand that because people need to categorize things and art historians want to know intentions but so many times I feel like that the most powerful thing shouldn’t be what you’ve said or an artist statement but rather your images as an artist. They are their own language otherwise the artist would be an author of books instead. I feel like I can speak and verbalize what I am trying to communicate or write the words but in the end, its the images that matter and its the images that are used to truly get the point across.