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Jac Kritzinger
South Africa
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Ode to the Moon
15 pieces
Artist highlights
- Featured in gallery curations
- Works on commission
Discover the creation in interiors
Artwork details
- Printing : Digital on Paper
- Framing : Framing on request
- Dimensions : 26x39.4in
- Edition : All editions sold (11 / 11)
About this artwork
My woman and I have just arrived on China's shores in search of redemption, after leaving everything that had once mattered behind. All we had left were shards of our tattered love.
We sat down in silence on Qingdao's pier as a lone blown bubble drifted by. In that very moment, however, as the whole skyscraped mess surrounding us shrunk down to nothing inside that fleeting crystal ball of Fate, I knew we were going to make it. The world was a big… and scary place, but it had nothing on where we’d already been. All the beat-up muscle bikes I had her weeping on the back of, all the darkened parking lots she had to drag me across, all the fool’s gold we have already lost and the blood money we were yet to outlive had sealed us within a tiny universe all our own, so fragile and whole that we simply could not be kept apart for long. There was no blade or bullet bullet hungry enough, no curse or quarrel quiet enough, no Nazi needle sly enough to call its flaws and shatter it all on the wind.
We sat down in silence on Qingdao's pier as a lone blown bubble drifted by. In that very moment, however, as the whole skyscraped mess surrounding us shrunk down to nothing inside that fleeting crystal ball of Fate, I knew we were going to make it. The world was a big… and scary place, but it had nothing on where we’d already been. All the beat-up muscle bikes I had her weeping on the back of, all the darkened parking lots she had to drag me across, all the fool’s gold we have already lost and the blood money we were yet to outlive had sealed us within a tiny universe all our own, so fragile and whole that we simply could not be kept apart for long. There was no blade or bullet bullet hungry enough, no curse or quarrel quiet enough, no Nazi needle sly enough to call its flaws and shatter it all on the wind.
Jac Kritzinger
South Africa
Credentials
- Featured in gallery curations
- Works on commission
Jac Kritzinger is an award-winning fine art photographer with a rich background in travel, portrait, and documentary work, holding a BA Honors in Film and Visual Media.
Kritzinger expertly balances an edgy, stylized aesthetic with a sense of fundamental realism, utilizing emotive color pairing and dynamic lighting while aiming to capture moments authentically in-camera. For the most part, his photographs are deeply personal while at the same time evoking a sense of universal, mystical transcendence, transforming the ordinary into something sublime and deeply evocative. His more conceptual projects often features a strong social conscience and commentary on modern culture. The language of light ultimately illuminates all, and in that sense his work can be seen as a form of visual poetry, inviting viewers to reconnect with a World often lost in plain sight.
Kritzinger expertly balances an edgy, stylized aesthetic with a sense of fundamental realism, utilizing emotive color pairing and dynamic lighting while aiming to capture moments authentically in-camera. For the most part, his photographs are deeply personal while at the same time evoking a sense of universal, mystical transcendence, transforming the ordinary into something sublime and deeply evocative. His more conceptual projects often features a strong social conscience and commentary on modern culture. The language of light ultimately illuminates all, and in that sense his work can be seen as a form of visual poetry, inviting viewers to reconnect with a World often lost in plain sight.
