For Photopaper No. 03, Nan Goldin nominated Jean-Christian Bourcarts work Forbidden City.
The work is shown on 15 pages. Text by Nan Goldin.
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J.C. is not afraid of the dark.
It is where he needs to travel.
He digs increasingly deeper into the “dark night of the soul”.
He can see in the dark.
Ever trespassing what is most taboo to most. The murk that
allows anonymity. Faceless even to each other.
His work feeds on risk, not always respecting that anonymity.
The hidden camera in the paper bag in the brothels,
the mystery of an invisible camera in a nude body, when he
engaged – or not – in the activities he was surrounded by.
The work neither erotic nor pornographic.
No judgment, no shock, no mockery
He accepts any form of sexuality w/o question,
the struggle in the photos – the bodies piled
into one body,
the need for punishment, the search for some kind of
redemption in the skanky cellars covered with cum and
condoms and piss and blood.
One night at the Hellfire I suddenly realized
that there was nothing erotic or exotic in this cave –
it was more like a mall in New Jersey – mundane
Sex clubs allow choice – in the brothel the woman has no
choice, the choice is in the hands of the johns and the pockets
of the pimps.
The Man hooked up still maintains a choice
even if he has forgotten; even if driven
by powers he could never name.
An Inferno but sometimes his
pictures come closer to a notion
of heaven – the orange turns gold.
Man’s crawling in the bottom to search for
some way to feel thru all the numbness,
some way to connect even within
the strictest construct.
Masters + Slaves never have names.