Archie Plus

Amanda Williams Or your shadow, rising to meet you A small arm extends, casting shadows against a wall. An orb of light envelops the scene. The arm revolves, tracing shapes as if it were dancing. At certain points, it attempts to grab the light; to grasp the glow and hold it fixed. It's an impossible game to win. Disembodied, the arm plays with its reflected double. Together, they form pair. But this is a pair that can't ever really connect. The hands can't clasp or clutch each other. This thwarted tactility feels resonant now. Like the other photographers commissioned as...