I’ve been spoiled recently.

My birthday present from Wifey & Piggles was a card with a few IOU’s for some picture books.

Nothing better than that!

So I’ve gone for a hat trick of recent efforts by Aussies.

The second ball in the cricket analogy (for the slinger got one the other night against us) is Andrew Quilty’s The Mexicans.

I was really hot in the guts that I didn’t see Andrew’s show hanging a few months ago, so the book on the desk next to me is a chance to at least ponder the pictures (and really sometimes photography works much bettererer in a book than on the sterile gallery walls).

The short essay at the front of the book sets the tone – it allows you to find a point from which to approach some of the content – the base of these pictures sounds like it was a road trip of four months and many thousands of kilometres where he paused on occasion to put four edges around something that stirred his interest.

I have many hours ahead staring at these snaps.

www.andrewquilty.com

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