“I don't like art that tells me what to feel,” Moby says. “Let me make my own meaning – or be comfortable with my confusion.” The musician is speaking about the tenor of his latest series of photographs, and viewers may want to take heed, because these are unsettling, ambiguous and emotionally affecting pictures. Made over the last three years in the hills and streets of Hollywood that he now famously calls home, “Moby: Innocents” offers a deeply personal view of civilization's slow-motion apocalypse. Whereas his previous photo series looked outward, examining how life can be lived in a public isolation, this show turns somewhat inward, as Moby was inspired to construct scenarios, complete with actors and costumes, that give form to the archetypes floating around his subconscious. The masks, disguises, inscrutable rituals and instances of everyday strangeness that appear in this work have a dreamlike quality, at once familiar and surreal, frightening and comforting. Settings from the woods to the supermarket host deliberate apparitions that both elicit and elude interpretation – and Moby welcomes viewers to add their readings to his own. These images speak to the transitional time we inhabit, one where magic intrudes into reality, where the angelic can appear monstrous, and where the end of the world as we know it might not be so bad. Project Gallery, 1553 N. Cahuenga Blvd., Hlywd.; Wed.-Fri., noon-6 p.m.; Sat.-Sun., 11 a.m.-5 p.m.; thru March 30; free. (323) 462-1100, projectla.net.
Feb. 21-March 30, 2014
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