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"In St. Gil, Berlin-based photographer Jonathan Schmidt-Ott turns his lens towards his immediate surroundings, capturing reflective glimpses of life in contemplative compositions of people and places. The collection encompasses portraits, still lifes, nature studies, land-scapes, and architecture, combined in photographic diptychs suspended in silent dialogue, akin to verses in a poem.These visual narratives stand as self-contained units, offering a profoundly personal point of view by interweaving autobiographical and associative moments. They are poetic and unaffected inventories, revealing…mehr

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"In St. Gil, Berlin-based photographer Jonathan Schmidt-Ott turns his lens towards his immediate surroundings, capturing reflective glimpses of life in contemplative compositions of people and places. The collection encompasses portraits, still lifes, nature studies, land-scapes, and architecture, combined in photographic diptychs suspended in silent dialogue, akin to verses in a poem.These visual narratives stand as self-contained units, offering a profoundly personal point of view by interweaving autobiographical and associative moments. They are poetic and unaffected inventories, revealing the artist's devoted engagement with the world. Each visual dialogue within this publication serves as a repository of mysteries, secrets and serendipities. [...]"Lukas Feireiss
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Gern lässt sich Rezensentin Hilka Dirks von dem Berliner Fotografen Jonathan Schmidt-Ott nach Südfrankreich entführen: Auf liebevoll angeordneten Doppelseiten bewundert die Kritikerin Agavenblätter, barocke Fassaden und Gärten in "körnigen Farbtönen", die ihr mitunter wie "aus der Zeit gefallen" scheinen. Flankiert von dem lesenswerten Begleitessay von Patrick James Reed stellt sich für die Rezensentin hier die Sehnsucht nach einem Leben mit Zeit und Salz auf der Haut ein.

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