Capsule, C-type print, 100cm x 100cm, 2011
Posted by maxbellamy on May 30, 2011
I did experience a new understanding of time yesterday when I ventured into the Clifden cave system. An unassuming hole in the ground guarded by a lone chicken with strange lamb ears led to an hour and a half journey through the dark, under the ground. This strange hollow world instantly shifts your reality. Populations of glowworms become the glistening night sky, A rock pool that is too perfectly round becomes a vast sea, graffiti from over a hundred years ago looks so fresh its author may be just around the next cave wall.
No doubt the taboo of scrawling your name in such a pristine environment didn’t exist in 1890, and I am fascinated by the juxtaposition in these cave signatures. Jones – Department of tourism 1894 / James – was here 1994. Whale blubber, the very first petrol cars, strict class divisions.. / Affordable jet flight, satellite television, plastic packaging.