Monument | Trent Parke | Stanley Barker 2023 [FINAL PRINTING]
Monument | Trent Parke | Stanley Barker 2023 [FINAL PRINTING]
Monument | Trent Parke | Stanley Barker 2023 [FINAL PRINTING]
Monument | Trent Parke | Stanley Barker 2023 [FINAL PRINTING]
Monument | Trent Parke | Stanley Barker 2023 [FINAL PRINTING]
Monument | Trent Parke | Stanley Barker 2023 [FINAL PRINTING]
Monument | Trent Parke | Stanley Barker 2023 [FINAL PRINTING]
Monument | Trent Parke | Stanley Barker 2023 [FINAL PRINTING]
Monument | Trent Parke | Stanley Barker 2023 [FINAL PRINTING]
Monument | Trent Parke | Stanley Barker 2023 [FINAL PRINTING]
Monument | Trent Parke | Stanley Barker 2023 [FINAL PRINTING]
Monument | Trent Parke | Stanley Barker 2023 [FINAL PRINTING]
Monument | Trent Parke | Stanley Barker 2023 [FINAL PRINTING]
Monument | Trent Parke | Stanley Barker 2023 [FINAL PRINTING]
Monument | Trent Parke | Stanley Barker 2023 [FINAL PRINTING]
Monument | Trent Parke | Stanley Barker 2023 [FINAL PRINTING]
Monument | Trent Parke | Stanley Barker 2023 [FINAL PRINTING]
Monument | Trent Parke | Stanley Barker 2023 [FINAL PRINTING]
Monument | Trent Parke | Stanley Barker 2023 [FINAL PRINTING]

Monument | Trent Parke | Stanley Barker 2023 [FINAL PRINTING]

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“At night I would watch the eclipse of moths, millions of them constantly circling the lights of the Sydney Harbour Bridge. At the same time, on my balcony, a miniature performance played out around the light above my head. The moths inevitably and without resistance were drawn to their ultimate demise. Spiralling out of control, like small spaceships caught in a tractor beam. Lured and blinded by the bright white light, they were taken out by hundreds of birds swooping in to snatch them from the air… spiders sat waiting on their webs. Built with precise coordinates across the face of the lights, they captured the hapless tiny creatures that slipped through. If any miraculously managed to survive that onslaught, they continued on, driven towards the flame, intoxicated by those burning hot light globes. Then suddenly an electrical charge in the still air. A small puff of smoke. Gone. Instant disintegration of a life form. Another blip in the universe. Another small spacecraft colliding with the blazing sun.” - Trent Parke

This third and final printing of this majestic retrospective includes several newly added never-before-seen images.


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