“I remember the first time I had sex—I kept the receipt.”
Mindy Solomon Gallery is pleased to present ‘The Way We See It,’ a new exhibition of photography by Scot Sothern and Muir Vidler. Both artists exemplify the photographer as observer and reporter by choosing subjects that are unique and fully authentic, living lives that exist in some instances outside of the cultural mainstream, finding comfort in neighborhoods and communities where individuality can be embraced. The exhibition will be on view October 23rd-December 11th at Mindy Solomon Gallery’s new location in Little River, 8397 NE 2nd Avenue, Miami.
Artist Scot Sothern states in his memoir Lowlife: “I know a place not far from here where I can take your picture. I can give you twenty bucks.”
Sothern is inextricably bound to the street. He follows the comings and goings of the unnoticed with his eyes and his heart. In Lowlife, we learn through his photographic narrative to understand and empathize with the struggles of a community of people often harshly judged and overlooked.
His newest body of work, ‘Sad City’ focuses on not just the women and she-males of the night, but the discarded and disenfranchised that dwell in plain sight: “It’s 1978 and I’m renting a clapboard dump high on a Silver Lake hill looking out toward Hollywood. The guy next door, on the other side of the wall, tells me he used to be a Black Panther and he did time for murder and he steals cars for a living. I ask him if he can get me a car in the two hundred dollar price range and he tells me he’ll keep an eye out. He lives with his sister who is a whore and totally blind. I ask her if she’s ever accidently climbs into a cop’s car but she doesn’t have much of a sense of humor. Late one quiet Friday night I’m reading and have the door open when the sister next door starts screaming. It’s not my business but it continues for a while so I go next door and knock. The Black Panther opens the door and apologizes for the noise. His sister is on the floor in the middle of the room pulling her hair and beating on her head and screaming. I ask him if she’s alright and he says she will be in a little while. I go back to my place and open a beer and a little while later she stops screaming.”