Francine Fleischer
Swim
Francine Fleischer
Swim
In the modern world, so thoroughly documented, there is little chance to photograph a truly new subject. But there will always be the human form, born in ever-new iterations. And we are continually fascinated with these fellow beings and our own creatureliness.
Francine Fleischer opens a peep hole into a mystical pool, a telescope we can look through without disturbing the subjects, youths and adults alike, in childlike, frog-like, gleeful play. The water is an equalizer- where all bodies despite age, physical ability, or disability experience a moment of effortless weightlessness. There is an unmeditated ease built into these forms. They are graceful, unguarded, amphibious, refreshingly unsexualized, unselfconscious creature formations, skimming the wet black surface.
Francine Fleischer
Swim
In the modern world, so thoroughly documented, there is little chance to photograph a truly new subject. But there will always be the human form, born in ever-new iterations. And we are continually fascinated with these fellow beings and our own creatureliness.
Francine Fleischer opens a peep hole into a mystical pool, a telescope we can look through without disturbing the subjects, youths and adults alike, in childlike, frog-like, gleeful play. The water is an equalizer- where all bodies despite age, physical ability, or disability experience a moment of effortless weightlessness. There is an unmeditated ease built into these forms. They are graceful, unguarded, amphibious, refreshingly unsexualized, unselfconscious creature formations, skimming the wet black surface.