Catherine M. Weir
“The history of photography can be said to begin with an interpretation of the stars”.
- Eduardo Cadava
There is perhaps no more appropriate a metaphor for photography than that of the stars, the moment suspended in the photograph enters into the here and now like the light of a star long dead.
Once we relied on the light of the stars to find our way in the world: across featureless oceans, empty plains and along the road to home. Today, we still look to the sky for help finding our way, only not to the stars but to the global positioning system: to the artificial satellites that encircle the Earth.
Alone, a GPS tag does nothing more than refer to a point somewhere on the surface of the Earth, it is simply a combination of two floating-point numbers. Taken with a photograph, however, it becomes a certificate of presence, depending on how you look at it, either the fading light of a star or a footprint in the landscape.
These photographs result from my explorations of some of the most photographed sites in London: attempts to find my own vantage point and orientate myself in a new city. They are displayed here in the gallery as constellations, the story they tell is that of my walk and what was found along the way.