“Foreign & Domestic” —photographs from Mark Alor Powell and Hannah Pierce-Carlson

An exhibition at Columbus State University, March 12th-April 19th.


Depending on whom you ask, 2014 marks the 10th anniversary of photography’s “new ubiquity.” In 2004, three years before the iPhone, Flickr was launched, empowering digital-savvy photographers to develop, grow, and share their work with the world, while reaching entirely new audiences.

Feared at first by a photographic world that held tightly to decades worth of darkroom secrets, Flickr (and other early photo-sharing spaces) was a slow-motion fist through the darkroom’s door. Photographers who’d made their livelihood based on shooting, printing, and licensing of emulsions on film were suddenly looking over their shoulder as “Uncle Bob” was instantly going to make world-changing photographs and give them away for free.

Uncle Bob was a straw man with a digital SLR around his neck, but hardly a scarecrow. While the industry couldn’t predict how digital photography would disrupt their bottom line, people who never had the means (or spark) to buy film, shoot film, scan film, and print in the darkroom suddenly had a voice. In fact, there were so many new voices, there was far more noise than signal, but gradually, committed photographers with new, unique ways of seeing became visible.

Hannah Pierce-Carlson — Huwei, Taiwan

These photographers were in-the-traditional-sense, unschooled, but the rise of digital afforded them an education based on the experience of failure. Photography’s learning curve suddenly flattened; you could fail and fail and fail (for free!) until you became better. And it was in those failures that they forged the medium’s future.

Taking to the streets, they discovered what photography’s history knew well (and would occasionally whisper, if you stood close enough) that life and how we live it is as good a subject as any, and while the tools might change, the task remains the same; to go out, see what can be seen, and bring it back.

It’s in this first decade of the new century that Mark Alor Powell, a street-smart, photography-hungry kid from Michigan, moves to Mexico, and from there, begins posting his photos from Detroit and his new home to Fotolog. At nearly the same time, a woman with wanderlust, Hannah Pierce-Carlson, originally from Houston, and now living in Asia (whenever we speak, she seems to be in a different country) began posting her photographs to Flickr.

The photography game, as it were, had changed.

Mark Alor Powell — La Juarez, Mexico City, 2013

Foreign & Domestic,” an exhibition at Columbus State University, opening March 12th, 2014, is a natural extension of photography’s new ubiquity. Both Pierce-Carlson and Powell were born in the United States, and currently live abroad; Powell with his family in Mexico City; Carlson with her husband in Vietnam. Beyond the similarities in their approach, they’re hyperlinked, in that both eagerly embraced photography’s digital tools to publish, popularize, and refine their own artistic ambitions.

At its heart, photography is an unsympathetic, acquisitional medium. You point the machine, click, and the machine traps the image. It’s not called “taking pictures” for nothing. This “taking” is most visible when Americans travel beyond their borders to photograph the wider-world. You can detect a nearly-visible layer of acquisition on top of those photographs — that photo from Kenya of the Maasai warrior — if you look closely, you can see the thousand-dollar lens, the international airfare, the hotel rooms, a long-running scroll of purchasable services that went into bringing back that particular image.

Pierce-Carlson and Powell take a noticeably different approach. The day-to-dayness of their imagery (a man delivering Wonder bread, a cow getting fed outside a grocery store) accentuates the difference between what they’re seeing, and what the rest of us see, in the increasingly homogenized visual landscape of the States. As photographers, they move through their worlds and make pictures from the inside-out, creating photographs as domestic and familiar as they are foreign. Their pictures have a preternatural 1st-world visual sensibility, but are grounded by the framework of another culture’s community. Their photographs could never be confused with those taken by a photographer who’s jetted-in and out for a picture thrill.

Mark Alor Powell — Chautemoc, 2012

American outsiders (literally, if not figuratively) Pierce-Carlson and Powell have gone far beyond ingratiating themselves into their adopted countries. In addition to teaching photography to teens in a notorious suburb of Mexico City, Powell has hosted his own television show (in his second language, Spanish) on History Channel Latin America, where he enthusiastically revealed the ins-and-outs of photographing Latin & South America. Pierce-Carlson has gone from teaching English in Taiwain to being the Managing Director of a school in Ho Chi Minh City.

This “inside-out” style affords Powell the language skills, time, and extra effort it might take to befriend a Lucha Libre wrestler, or to wander upstairs into the apartment of someone he just met on the street. Powell wasn’t given a television show just because he’s a “gringo”, he’s a master communicator who knows that the best photographs come through intense interest and conversation — when the connection’s made, and the subject lets their guard down long enough for Powell to wield his camera and make it last.

In the visual cacophony of a true megalopolis, Powell uses chaos to his advantage, drawing attention (compositionally & emotionally) to human authenticity; the little touches that make his subjects who they are. His is an exacting eye, carefully tuned to the weakness of power, and the strength of what’s hidden or unseen. While his work mines the rich visual terrain of two incredibly disparate Americas (Detroit & Mexico City, with all of the photos in this exhibition from the latter, all made in the last two years) he treats them as they are; not as they should be, or as they were.

Mark Alor Powell — El Chopo, 2012

If, like me, you blink in wonder at the sure-handedness of Powell’s work, it might be because he so effortlessly shows the unimaginable, a city as much in the past as the future, stretched-out around its elastic waist, bursting at the seam. It’s a vision that’s Powell’s and his only; like a discarded sci-fi novel with the last fifty pages ripped-out, his photographs fill-in-the-blanks of a city you’ve never known (and may never know) a kind of contemporary Interzone, where someone sells miniature trucks from their life-size truck, where a Cottonelle Jumbo 12-pack is the new handbag.

While Powell’s work has been exhibited around the world, “Foreign & Domestic” marks Pierce-Carlson’s debut exhibition. Like Powell’s, her pieces feel more transactional than acquisitional — born from her natural curiosity and cross-cultural adeptness. You get the sense that Pierce-Carlson’s photographs are bookmarks in a never-ending story of discovery. Here’s that perfectly-paused foot in a doorway in Jakarta; here’s how owls run the Taiwanese muffler shop. The story keeps going; no one knows where she might land next.

Hannah Pierce-Carlson — Bangkok, Thailand

To wit, where might this woman in Bangkok be heading? Why is Asia in a headlong rush to the 22nd century? Should we all own a pair of shoes that are a little bit metal, a little bit leather? What kind of footwear helps one navigate a steely world? What’s natural anymore? What’s urban? What’s feminine? What’s flesh?

These aren’t Pierce-Carlson’s questions, but they might be. Something tells me she’s less interested in easy answers. Each of her pictures reflect a photographer with a magnetic draw to the unsolveable equation, to the sly, uneasy beauty of a conundrum. While her pictures are easy to describe; “a woman reclining on a tire,” “a boy who’s just exploded firecrackers,” nothing could prepare you for how crackling her pictures are with mystery, with that rare, unresolvable energy that radiates, the longer you look.

Hannah Pierce-Carlson—Huwei, Taiwan

The longer I look, the more I want to see. It’s the sole thing I want from photographs—both low threshold and high bar. Make me care. Make me want to keep looking. Pierce-Carlson and Powell are two of the most reliable (and prolific) photographers I know. Their successes aren’t reliant on who’s waiting to buy their latest “body of work”, or in creating an artificially scarce series of prints; they’re decidedly new-school photographers who are grounded in the old-school, historic sense. They photograph because they have to, not because there’s a market to satisfy or reputations to protect.

While today’s scales of photographic fine art may have tipped from the favor of photographers who sink their teeth into the street, Pierce-Carlson and Powell have time (and history) on their side. As the now comes around to fully absorb the photographic impulse (with every pulse, a smart-phone’s shutter clicks) appreciation for the difficulty in rendering the world as perceptively and sensitively as they do will grow.

Or it won’t, and this will be your only chance to see their work together, corresponding across continents with similarities in style, substance, and seriousness.

My wish in bringing them together for “Foreign & Domestic” is that the combination of their work might nudge you (you, dear reader!) to consider how photography works when it works best, how access and agency are at its democratic core, and how we’ve only begun to realize how the medium is being globally reshaped by people like Mark & Hannah—artists hooked (and connected) by the need to fill a rectangle and make it right, and fill it again, until everything looks exactly perfect.

(Michael David Murphy — 2014)


Mark Alor Powell—Escalade, 2012