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David Harradine, Jesus
Lizard, 11.10.96
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The image of a
rock star is rarely cut and dry. It should not be seen
purely in black and white, rather it should be viewed as
a vivid kaleidoscope of vibrant beams of light, piercing
deep voids of darkness, and negotiating myriad layers of
intermediate grey. Much goes on behind the scenes with
these famous and infamous celebrities, their images
fabricated from styles and forms as original as they are
typical. A Mohawk may be nothing entirely new, but the
imposing image of a svelte and athletic bald black woman
standing in front of a pirouetting semi-circle of razor
sharp spotlights is. David Harradine has been
photographing musical acts for Melbourne street press
magazines over several years. His recent exhibition at
Stripp gallery displays a selection of these photographs,
which capture the essence of the rock star's persona in
an intriguing visual essay of black and white
photographs. The immediacy of Harradine's work snaps into
focus quickly. The twenty three photographs survey broad
representations of the complex make-up of rock stars. Yet
looking at the photographs one can't help question the
authenticity of their subjects. Are the pictures real
documents of real people? Or are they merely deceptive
projections of counterfeit emotion? Hole's Courtney Love
is no doubt haunted by the ghosts of past tragedies.
Through Harradine's lens she is seen capturing a moment
of sad lucidity, her hollow, dark eyes lost somewhere
between the realms of sanity and insanity. If Love has
discovered a brief moment of clarity then the Prodigy's
Keith Flint clearly resides on the far side of crazy.
Focusing heavily on 'the person' as opposed to the
stage within which the person is set, Harradine's images
pump up the presence and ego of the star. The background
is completely insignificant. It is the star who occupies
the bulk of visual space, commanding the centre of
attention as though their life depended on it. Bustling
with vitality and radiating with verve, these people with
precariously finite career life spans must constantly
perform the extraordinary to satisfy their fickle fans
and prolong their careers. From Rollins' intimidating
physical presence to Kravitzs' frenetic head thrashing
and all-over glow, from Bjork's flirtatious sexuality to
Cave's impassioned expression of the magic and loss of
the ultimate cathartic experience, the rock star will
forever live and die by his or her magnetic energy force.
The life that burns twice as bright burns half as long.
For all its addictive energy and wild appeal, rock music
is ultimately a novel form of entertainment that over
time fades from the audiences consciousness in much the
same way as the people who make the music gradually
disappear from the spotlight. Photographs, on the other
hand, distil frozen instants, capturing moments in their
truth and entirety. David Harradine's wonderful
photographs of rock stars performing live isolate those
moments when the stars take centre stage and suspends
those splendid moments in time forever.
Finn Trembath
1998
© The artist and
Courtesy of the artist.
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