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Through Nov 19: Themes and Variations at Studio Gallery

Once again, Studio Gallery has pulled off an annual group photography show that is consistently inspired. Langley Spurlock documents architectural tiles from the island of Ischia off Naples; he crops his in situ subjects so closely that the works appear, on first glance, to be not photographs at all, but rather unrefined sketches in primary colors. Jo Levine offers finely detailed close-ups of bark, twigs, and leaves rendered in understated earth tones, while Gary Anthes pairs divergent images of people and cats tied together by one simple theme: They’re all stretching. Steven Marks provides a triptych of three figures in urban settings who are distracted from themselves, and from everyone else. Bob Burgess produces atmospheric landscapes, including one image of pink fog permeating a forest and another of farmland in a yellow haze. Beverly Logan offers a matrix of images that smartly blend the urban documentary work of Camilo José Vergara with the structure of Paul Fusco’s “RFK Funeral Train.” Logan took photographs out the window of a D.C.-to-New York train ride, recording the decaying structures that line the path between the nation’s two power centers. If Logan’s work is the exhibit’s most thematically compelling, the images with the most visual intrigue are the small, square, aerial photographs by Lynda Andrews-Barry. Her images of tract housing and other terrestrial surfaces come in shades of yellow, blue, and pink and are printed on aluminum, producing a shimmering three-dimensionality. Fittingly, Andrews-Barry’s works mirror those shown by Yve Assad in the Studio Gallery photography group show a dozen years ago. Themes and Variations runs through Nov. 19 at Studio Gallery, 2108 R St. NW. Wednesday through Friday, 1 to 6 p.m., Saturday 11 a.m. to 6 p.m. studiogallerydc.com. Free. — Louis Jacobson

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I didn’t review an exhibit by Marks this year, but his ongoing works, many of them shown at the Studio Gallery, merit a mention. Most of the images from Marks’ recent “Shadows and Acts” series feature anonymous figures standing within lush but disorienting geometrical spaces. Marks’ aesthetic is more than just an artistic choice — it’s an approach shaped by years of worsening vision loss. “To tell the truth, the only time the world appears in sharp focus is when I hold a camera to my left eye,” Marks told me earlier this year. “In this respect, photography has become my way of addressing, and compensating for, my visual impairment and putting the world in clear order.”

How a Photographer With Vision Loss Makes His Art and Masters His Aesthetic

D.C. photographer Steven Marks opens up about his photos and his sight.

D.C.-based photographer Steven Marks has exhibited some of his recent works in three separate exhibitions at the Studio Gallery over the past year and a half. Most of the images from Marks’ recent “Shadows and Acts” series feature anonymous figures standing within lush but disorienting geometrical spaces. Marks’ aesthetic is more than just an artistic choice—it’s an approach shaped by years of worsening vision loss.

In addition to his photographic work, Marks is a medical science writer and communications consultant, a career he pursued due to his early eyesight troubles, which derailed his initial interest in photography. Marks also serves as resident artist at Lyric at Liz, a new, short-term rental property for business travelers located in what used to be the Elizabeth Taylor Medical Center on 14th Street NW. Marks spoke to City Paper via email about how he got into photography, how he produces his work, and the state of his sight.

This interview has been condensed and edited for clarity.

WCP: Where did you grow up and how did you get into photography?

Steven Marks: I spent my childhood in Plainview, New York, a quintessential suburban town on Long Island. It was safe, unprepossessing, and very dull. I couldn’t wait to leave. I didn’t know a lens from a shutter until I graduated from college and landed my first job as a record industry journalist and jazz critic. Working closely with the music photographers piqued my interest in the medium, and after I moved to Chicago when I was 23, I decided to pursue it seriously.

I hired a private instructor who worked out of a space called The Darkroom, which offered exactly what the name promised: a large and fully functional black-and-white darkroom, along with a studio and all the requisite lighting and backdrops anyone could need. One could purchase a monthly membership, allowing unlimited access.

Although I didn’t know it at the time, most of the city’s top commercial photographers used the space, as did a number of important artists. I learned a ton just hanging around and listening to the discussions, looking at the many art photography books and catalogs in the library, and asking questions. Paying attention, in other words.

I picked up the technicalities quickly, and I guess my pictures were interesting enough that Nathan Lerner, a doyen of the Chicago photography community and a Darkroom member, took me under his charge. He suggested I take additional classes at the School of the Art Institute of Chicago, which I did. The photographer and teacher Barbara Crane, with whom I studied, was particularly encouraging of me. Ultimately, I received a teaching fellowship at the University of Illinois at Chicago, where I received my MFA degree.

I had a series of shows in Chicago before and immediately after graduate school. They were typical of the street photography that predominated during that period, although I exhibited some interesting black-and-white infrared pictures of rural landscapes, which I had made in Wisconsin.

My thesis show contained quite a number of blurry images, unlike anything I had done before—the storm before the storm, perhaps. It was also the time my visual difficulties first began to affect my work.

WCP: Tell me about your vision problems—when they started, how they progressed, how serious they are now, and what the prognosis is.

SM: My vision has always been a bit dodgy. I was the first kid on the block to wear glasses, and I became extremely nearsighted in late childhood. By the time I got to graduate school, even glasses could not correct the condition.

But myopia is the least of it. I developed serious corneal and additional retinal problems in my 20s, the latter of which required surgery. Taking all this into account, my doctors told me they didn’t think photography was a suitable career opportunity for me. If there was anything else I could do, they said, consider it, which is why I became a medical-science writer.

I had cataract surgery in both eyes in my late 40s, and although my vision dramatically improved immediately thereafter, complications arose, and I ended up even worse off than before. I then developed an even more serious problem in my right eye, which has left it without any central vision. I could not see sharply and shouldn’t have been driving. Colors were especially dull and lifeless, which is one reason my current pictures are so bold and bright.

New surgical techniques repaired my left eye in 2011, which allowed me to begin working again. Still, the right side of my visual field is a blur. The brain corrects for that in the normal course of things, but when I pay attention to what I’m looking at, the distortion is readily apparent and disorienting.

WCP: How have these vision difficulties shaped your approach to photography?

SM: To tell the truth, the only time the world appears in sharp focus is when I hold a camera to my left eye. In this respect, photography has become my way of addressing, and compensating for, my visual impairment and putting the world in clear order. Maybe it’s a kind of blessing, too, as I’ve produced work that seems to speak to people in ways that conventional photography doesn’t or can’t.

Although most of the pictures I made during the past eight years were documentarian in approach and look, I felt a little dissatisfied with them, as they weren’t visually honest. The fortuitous accident that produced the first picture in “Shadows and Acts” captures the world as I see it and understand it, aesthetically and intellectually. The tension between certain sharp details and outlines and the overall sense of blurriness is absolutely critical in this regard.

Some might say the pictures are expressionistic, but I disagree. To me, the pictures are an accurate and truthful representation of the world and our current cultural condition.

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In the galleries: With two group exhibits, maximum exposure for photographers

“Lost” and “Found” are the titles of two vivid Steven Marks pictures in Studio Gallery’s annual group photography show. Those vignettes are not the only reason to call the entire exhibition “Lost/Found,” Marks notes. “The very essence of the art form is its uncanny ability to give presence to something that is absent,” he says in a statement. Indeed, “Lost/Found” would be a fitting alternate handle for “Signature Images,” the Multiple Exposures Gallery show that includes work by two artists also represented in Studio’s survey.

Most of the contributors rely on serendipity, but the selections include a few more deliberate images. Java-born Iwan Bagus embodies his heritage by posing in an inherited antique sarong, surrounded by balloons emblazoned with copies of his late mother’s final CT scan. Korea-bred Soomin Ham turns old family snapshots into layered collages, whether colorful and abstract (at Studio) or spare and lyrical (at Multiple Exposures). The former derive from flawed negatives exposed during her childhood; the latter from her grandfather’s pristine black-and-white pictures from the 1930s.

Marks’s street pictures are bright and bustling, conveying urban action with garish colors and people who blur into semiabstract shapes. They complement two very different pictures at Multiple Exposures: Sarah Hood Salomon’s shot of people alone together, clustered under bus shelters in the rain, and Eric Johnson’s more classical scene of a Capitol Hill fountain, its moving water iced by a long exposure.

Many photos in both shows depict places that are unpopulated or that isolate a single person. At Studio, Rania A. Razek renders a dirt road through a forest as a sort of stage set, while Alexandra Silverthorne sees night as quiet yet humming with possibility. Emptiness aches in Leena Jayaswal’s still lifes of uninhabited bedrooms, although the pictures are not as bereft as Matt Francisco’s close-ups of window shades that partly shield sunlight from a friend’s longtime home that’s about to be sold.

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Studio Gallery’s annual photography exhibition doesn’t reach the heights of last year’s unusually fruitful effort, but the exhibit’s dozen artists collectively offer an impressive range of styles. Steven Marks produces lush, dream-like color images; Gary Anthes uses crisp black-and-white to document forlorn corners of Navajo country; Iwan Bagus contributes a deeply personal meditation on his late mother that features a brain scan and sarongs; and Shaun Schroth assembles still lifes using bits of natural detritus, including mesmerizing wisps of milkweed. Of special note are works by Soomin Ham, who creatively repurposes old, damaged film into mixed media collages, and Rania Razek, who chronicles broad sweeps in lonely places, from a backwoods road to a supple sand dune. But the finest contribution may be Matt Francisco’s understated, elegiac photographs that depict window blinds whose hues channel the ambient light of different times of day. (Louis Jacobson)

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“It’s not every day that an exhibit with 14 diverse artists offers consistently impressive work, but the Studio Gallery’s vaguely titled group show pulled it off. Among the highlights: Steven Marks’ pleasingly fractured, richly colored portrayals of human figures standing in anonymous spaces; Chris Prosser’s inky, nighttime images of D.C. street corners, separated by years of passing time; Gary Anthes’ photographs of isolated Navajo Nation locales; and Kim Llerena’s images of lonely sites in Arizona and Texas appended with faux bronze historical plaques cribbed from Wikipedia.”

In the galleries: In ‘Narrative,’ 14 artists have personal tales to tell

“Every picture tells at least one story in “Narrative,” a Studio Gallery show that illustrates the many ways cameras can spin a tale. The 14 participants practice traditional documentary photography, delve into history or simply use the lens as a sort of mirror.”

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Among the landscapes, portraits and extreme close-ups in “Abstraction/Representation” are few images that are fully abstract. But the eight-photographer show at Studio Gallery doesn’t include any documentary shots — unless you count pictures that document an idea, moment or feeling.

Steven Marks’s photos are among the most vivid, as well as the furthest from representation. Made without computer manipulation, they emphasize pattern and color, notably a bright orange semicircle that floats like a setting sun over a green-black void. Although Rania Razek’s subjects are immediately recognizable as leaves, the photos succeed as pure composition; intricate arrays of dark veins contrast bold yellow, red or green. A yellowish tint of that last hue dominates Iwan Bagus’s “I, Eye,” shot with a green gel over a strobe backlight. Bagus covers one of his eyes in the round-format self-portrait, which dynamically memorializes his surgery for retinal displacement.

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People are visible in most of the images in “Unspoken Subjects,” Steven Marks’s Studio Gallery show of vividly hued, vertically oriented photographs. But these bold, canny pictures are not portraits. Faces are often partially or entirely hidden, and the human presence is simply part of the overall pictorial ecology. Marks might even forgo people altogether if they didn’t wear bright clothing. Beneath a red umbrella, a man’s most salient attribute is his green T-shirt, and a blue-shirted guy is highlighted by the yellow wall behind him. Narrow depth of field abstracts elements into pure color, as in a photo that is mostly blurry, lime-colored foreground. It is impossible to identify the translucent fronds that occupy most of the frame, except by their essential quality: greenness.