The Netherlands, 1969
Frank Vogt, born in Eindhoven, plays with the dimensions of space and time in his photographic work. He brings fragmentary images that he remembers from his youth back to life. But his playing is by no means innocent; images that are etched in our memory are seriously taken out of context by him. He paints with light and pixels and resists the traditional image.
Frank creates his subjective image. Icons are abused or revived in this conflict, which gives us a strange and frightening feeling. The image familiar to us is being disrupted. Why are we always afraid of the unknown and prefer to stick to old traditions? This leads to an inner conflict and a strange and frightening feeling immediately creeps over us… Or does it feel liberating?