drunk on freedom duncan crossley

This piece was a long time in the making. Originally I'd imagined a whole show of photographs like the one inside the frame. Ubiquitous in any office relating to maritime industries of any kind, these photographs show ships, rigs and tankers at sea. Usually taken from the air, often in flat light, sometimes with no horizon they often caught my eye when I worked as a despatch rider. Even though the images themselves could be seen by some as drab and depressing, they were displayed like trophies and had pride of place in the offices I frequented. I came to admire these utilitarian emblems of companies distant business concerns. I imagined how they would alter would alter if they belonged to disgraced vessels - tankers like Amoco Cadiz, Torrey Canyon and Exxon Valdez. I could see a show. Formerly proud leviathan now icons of eco-horror gathered together in a neutral space?- it seemed like ready made heaven. Try finding the shots though, no one wanted to know.
Over the next ten years later the idea mellowed. I just wanted a nice big tanker picture. something i could scan up big. The photo's without history were enough on their own. I asked around for a couple of years and finally, through a friend I'd met cycling I obtained a perfect framed tanker. In actuality it was too good. It was board room hanging. I hung it in my sitting room for a couple of years to mature and nearly decided to keep it. The tinted glass, Grey formica and form were quick decisions and in combination with the tanker image do things I'm not clear on. I think it might be a relic of our present from a future that still has a thriving luxury goods market.


drunk on freedom duncan crossley
drunk on freedom duncan crossley
drunk on freedom duncan crossley
drunk on freedom duncan crossley