He spoke about dead birds, I remembered birds interested him back then as well, in Bezalel. See, those are birds that people don’t usually put inside their freezer, long winged, magnificent, fragile. He told me about the freezer, the cooler where a dead bird is each time carried into the club he photographs in, waiting for the right, crucial moment.I was immediately sorry I hadn’t thought of it myself, that I hadn’t stolen him from life, into my story.At the tip of every photograph lies the materiality, the labor, the dead bird, the masculine body, the boyish body; And similarly there are the two brothers, the twins, one brother holding the other, a hug or a first grasping in front of the world; And when he spoke, I suddenly thought of a child, who must recreate a scene over and over again; The methods improves but the tongue is repeating the old saying “this is me and my brother”, pointing the truth, does things with words; or in Biton’s words “Dogan won life itself. The meticulous execution (each extra-fine brushstroke adding an important detail), the resulting life-like renditions and the consistent format (monochromatic black on white; identical one-size ceramic plates) adhere to the ethos of scientific study.Susan’s ability to focus is well matched by her possession of a steady hand.That sentence he said, reminded me of Jacob Biton’s poetry who wrote about himself and his brother Dogan facing their grandma’s death, the big mother.In his meticulous photograph there is something primary, physical like a bone cracking out of skin. » Yaara Shehori The photographs & text were originally published in "The Hottest Place In Hell" magazine, May 7th, 2015 Victorian ornithologists and botanists would have heartily commended Susan Hipgrave’s remarkable series of hand-painted plates.
While she has worked with earthenware as well as porcelain, her medium has always been the plate. The Royal College of Art MA graduate is based on a boat floating on the Thames, which helps her stay connected to nature.
‘When I’m contemplating a new piece, I start by going through my collection of natural history books until I find something that “speaks” to me.
I work with it in terms of size and placement, and then begins the slow and meditative practice of putting paint to porcelain.
The Magpie is the only non-mammal species to have the ability of self recognition in a mirror test.
And they are are also the ultimate recycler known for thieving and collecting found objects for their nests.