Is contemporary photography boring?

Contemporary photography has a knack for disconcerting its audience. It chooses silence where the times demand noise. Where we expect the spark of emotion or the beauty of a gesture, it offers a blank wall, an abandoned chair, a void. We seek to feel, but boredom takes its place.

Photography has changed course. Far from the striking aesthetics of past masters, it has retreated into ideas, concepts, and the invisible. Perhaps as a response to our era, saturated with fleeting images where beauty is consumed like a confection. It rejects the obvious, whispering instead of singing. But this whisper, by striving to be faint, sometimes becomes inaudible.

Galleries, in their quest for meaning, sanctify these disembodied works. The viewer, faced with these visual enigmas, feels lost, excluded. Yet, isn’t boredom an opportunity? An invitation to slow down, to relearn how to look? Contemporary photography doesn’t offer answers; it raises questions. It is not a well-trodden path but a steep trail. One must choose to venture forth to uncover what it hides: a beauty that doesn’t give itself away but must be earned.