R.P.D.C. has the pleasure to present: a dance on the page.
This choreography in photography is conditioned only by the two covers of this book, the four inner walls of a single page, and the surrender of the four dancers. The dance does not just appear inside, the sequentiality, the scripted order of a book inherently mirrors movement.
The divide between still imagery and fleeting actions is not the concern. Though photography is easily accused of abridging a manoeuvre’s true extent, this book insists on, and persists in, providing an unabridged account of a dance. A presentation before a representation.
There might be a formal end but like a jewelry-box ballerina (but without the overwinding), the reiteration of this performance is in your hands. It depends entirely on the acts of opening and closing, and turning page after page after page.
That any choreography is a choreography of choreographies is also true for this terpsichorean mise-en-page. R.P.D.C. welcomes echoes with open arms.
