Tsar FEDORSKY (photos, text)

The Light under the Door


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"Somewhere in America. Countrysyide. - Streets, wooden houses, landscape. -
People, pets, cars. - Inside: Desk, chair, bed. - Sideboard, curtain, Pictures on the wall.

A way to live.
But do you want it that way, can you?
That's what Tsar FEDORSKY asks herself.

Of course that must not be of interest for us, were there not the pictures. Has Tsar FEDORSKY even made them? I dont think so. I guess it was a sleepwalker, who shows her how painfully strange the familiar has become, who projects her as stranger into the familiar surroundings, makes clear, how necessary it is to look for new ways of living and also knows how hard it can be to say good-bye.

It's hard to find words for the dramatic and poetic quality of this book, but I remember one great song by Patti Smith that perfectly reflects the ambivalent feelings between doubt, fear, hope and renewal that we encounter in 'The Light under the Door'.

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The song is called JUST LIKE YOU and it goes like this:

Can't be righted, til you've been wronged
Can't rise up, til you have fallen
Can't spread your wings, til you have crawled
Can't have a calling, til you've been called

I woke up, and so many fears
Have made their way across my face

Just like you, just like any other
Wondrin', should I even bother

I woke up, looked at my face
So filled with doubt, just a disgrace
The water of life, filling the sink
You're thirsty child, so drink

And I walked out into the street
Stumbling the path so hard to be
Littered with the heart's debris
Crying out loud: Who's calling me
Answering: Child, you got the gall
To even ask, least you've been called

So I entered the field, cleared some land
And over a creek I layed some stone
Bowed my footin' and then knelt down
And felt the grasp of the sun above
Offering a hand and I got up

Just like you, just like any other
Exchanging one way for another

And I woke up and so many fears
Had died and dried and in their place
A crazy kind of hope embraced
Chased the tears across my face

Work to be done, worlds to parade
Debths to be paid, debths to be paid
The hard path glitters

Am I glad to go?
'Fraid so, 'fraid so


And just as powerful, ineviteable, sad and true is 'The Light under the Door'." (Hannes WANDERER, publisher at peperoni books, Berlin)

About the photographer, Tsar FEDORSKY:
Tsar FEDORSKY is an art photographer whose work has been exhibited nationally and published worldwide.
She holds an MFA in Photography from Hartford Art School and a BA in history from Amherst College.
FEDORSKY was awarded an Artist Fellowship Grant from the Massachusetts Cultural Council and was a Critical Mass Finalist in 2015 and 2017.
Her project 'The Light Under the Door' was published in 2017.
Tsar FEDORSKY’s career has allowed her to create images for a diverse group of clientele, including the Boston Globe, United Press International, Agence France Presse, and numerous other publications and media services.

Education:
MFA, Hartford Art School, Hartford, CT, 2012-2014
Full-time undergraduate studies in photography, Academy of Art College, San Francisco, CA, 1984-1985
BA, Amherst College, Amherst, MA, 1978-1982

"Irgendwo in Amerika. Ländliche Gegend. - Straßen, Holzhäuser, Landschaft. -
Menschen, Haustiere, Autos. - Im Haus: Tisch, Stuhl, Bett. - Kommode, Vorhang, Bilder an der Wand.

So kann man leben.
Aber will man das auch, geht das überhaupt?
Fragt sich Tsar FEDORSKY.

Das müsste uns nicht interessieren, wären da nicht die Bilder. Hat Tsar FEDORSKY die überhaupt selbst gemacht? Ich glaube nicht. Ich glaube, es war eine Schlafwandlerin, die ihr zeigt, wie schmerzhaft fremd das Vertraute geworden ist, die sie selbst als Fremde in die vertraute Umgebung projiziert, ihr zeigt, wie notwendig es ist, neue Wege zu gehen, und auch weiß, wie schwer es sein kann, Abschied zu nehmen.

Es ist schwer, die Dramatik und Poesie dieses Buches zu beschreiben.
Ich erinnere mich aber an einen grandiosen Song von Patti SMITH, der die ambivalenten Gefühle von Zweifel, Angst, Hoffnung und Erneuerung, denen wir in 'The Light under the Door' begegnen, perfekt widerspiegelt.

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Der Song von Patti SMITH heißt Just like you und geht so:

Can't be righted, til you've been wronged
Can't rise up, til you have fallen

Can't spread your wings, til you have crawled
Can't have a calling, til you've been called

I woke up, and so many fears
Have made their way across my face

Just like you, just like any other
Wondrin', should I even bother

I woke up, looked at my face
So filled with doubt, just a disgrace
The water of life, filling the sink
You're thirsty child, so drink

And I walked out into the street
Stumbling the path so hard to be
Littered with the heart's debris
Crying out loud: Who's calling me
Answering: Child, you got the gall
To even ask, least you've been called

So I entered the field, cleared some land
And over a creek I layed some stone
Bowed my footin' and then knelt down
And felt the grasp of the sun above
Offering a hand and I got up

Just like you, just like any other
Exchanging one way for another

And I woke up and so many fears
Had died and dried and in their place
A crazy kind of hope embraced
Chased the tears across my face

Work to be done, worlds to parade
Debths to be paid, debths to be paid

The hard path glitters

Am I glad to go?
'Fraid so, 'fraid so

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Und genau so stark, unausweichlich, traurig und wahr ist 'The Light under the Door'. (Verlagstext von Hannes WANDERER, peperoni books)