Stony the Road, photographer Dawoud Bey's current exhibition at Sean Kelly Gallery, led me to some against-the-grain thinking that provoked a few vexing conclusions. It might do the same for you.
If you were to peer at the reclusively lit gelatin silver photographs mounted on Dibond, as I did, you would encounter forest scenes in which dappled sunlight pierces through a leaf canopy; the undulant surfaces of tranquil bodies of water reflect the sun and the nearby trees; earthen paths gouged out by humans curve and meander through verdant, natural growth; and tree limbs intervene on these paths at odd angles, arced and bent like gnarled scaffolding. One word that aptly describes these scenes is "beautiful."
