Some art, no matter what trends come and go, exists in its own time capsule, a boundless moment in space. Ellen Rogers’ photography reminds me of this. Her images reflect a striking allure and mystery, yet the scenes have almost a clichéd originality, like you’ve seen them a million times before. Yet, you have no idea where to actually find them.
When I first saw the freakishly long, beaded Ghostdancer earrings on a friend of mine, I was shocked to actually be looking at something undoubtedly inspired by Native American art that didn’t actually insult someone’s culture.