West of the Sun: The concept

“But what is there, west of the sun?” I asked.
She shook her head again. “I don’t know. Maybe nothing. Or maybe something.”

Invitation design for Toby Devesons exhibition, West of the Sun at Silverprint by Jim ShannonThese two lines from Haruki Murakami’s 1992 novel, South of the Border, West of the Sun, gave birth to a concept that has come to represent my photography and the way in which I work.

In ‘West of the Sun’, I had found a perfect description of the state of mind into which I enter – the zone within which I work. As if forever seeking that perfect image, chasing my tail whilst looking for a world that is out there, beyond the horizon, over the rainbow and to the West of the Sun.

Thanks to Murakami I found the glue that holds this exhibition together and the umbrella under which my work can live.

 


West of the Sun will be exhibited at The Silverprint Gallery, 120 London Road, London se1 6Lf, between the 15th of May and the 12th of June 2014.

The Opening Night will be on the 15th of May between 6 & 8pm. Please come along.

The finissage will be on Friday the 6th of June and will include an evening of networking alongside Be Smart About Art members and a Q&A session with myself, Fraser Miles (curator of the gallery) and Susan Mumford (founder of Be Smart About Art). Again, please spread the word and come along.

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