A Family of Seven

A Family of Seven Photography Collective

It’s the last day to see our exhibition ‘Current Disturbances’ on at A Space for Photography, Arles until 6pm this eveni...
06/08/2023

It’s the last day to see our exhibition ‘Current Disturbances’ on at A Space for Photography, Arles until 6pm this evening.

4:07, the perfect time to visit.
04/08/2023

4:07, the perfect time to visit.

We are A Family of Seven!A big thank you to everyone that joined us this evening for the opening of ‘Current Disturbance...
01/08/2023

We are A Family of Seven!

A big thank you to everyone that joined us this evening for the opening of ‘Current Disturbances’ it was wonderful to meet and chat to so many of you from so far afield.

If you weren’t able to join us this evening are here until Sunday!

Members of the collective are beginning to arrive in Arles 🇫🇷 has been out and about, sharing flyers and putting our pos...
27/07/2023

Members of the collective are beginning to arrive in Arles 🇫🇷

has been out and about, sharing flyers and putting our posters up around the city!

Hi everyone.  This is the last post from  on my third and final day of my takeover for , sharing work from my series ‘Oi...
23/07/2023

Hi everyone. This is the last post from on my third and final day of my takeover for , sharing work from my series ‘Oikos’. Look forward to meeting any of you that can make the exhibition – we’re only 8 days from opening at

My work has been heavily influenced throughout by poetry, especially T.S.Eliot’s Four Quartets. Time and memory are threads that run heavily through his poetry as it does through my work, and the musicality and lyricism in his poetry is something that resonates with my narrative.

Time present and time past
Are both perhaps present in time future
And time future contained in time past.
If all time is eternally present
All time is unredeemable.
What might have been is an abstraction
Remaining a perpetual possibility
Only in a world of speculation.
What might have been and what has been
Point to one end, which is always present.
Footfalls echo in the memory
Down the passage which we did not take
Towards the door we never opened
Into the rose-garden. My words echo
Thus, in your mind.

The past regularly intrudes into the present through flashes of memory. The days of the house being filled with family and chaos have mostly long since passed. It’s like we have already left and all that is left are ghosts of memories. Renewal starts through understanding the importance of all that has been lost.

  here again today, with just over a week to go for the collaborative exhibition with   as part of Throughout our lives ...
22/07/2023

here again today, with just over a week to go for the collaborative exhibition with as part of

Throughout our lives relationships change, with people and places, making us reassess who we are and where we’ve come from. I don’t remember the exact moments in this family photo, but when I look at the image, or the object, I can feel the humidity in the air, the heat of the sand on my bare feet, the freedom and excitement of youth, of being a family. They bring back emotion and feeling rather visual memories. Other people will have different thoughts upon seeing the same things. What is left behind when no one is left to tell those stories and re-live those memories?

Memory can be fluid, suggestable and unreliable, biased by what happens in the following years and but yet they shape us.

This series engages with connections and transitions: between people, places, things; between memory and time; of goodbyes and new beginnings.

Hi everyone. Claire French  here taking over  in the run up to our collective show in Arles. I’m presenting work from my...
20/07/2023

Hi everyone. Claire French here taking over in the run up to our collective show in Arles.

I’m presenting work from my series Oikos (ee-kos). This work is a reflection on the enduring human ability to process change. What do we do when the threads that tied us to both our history and our future are broken?

‘Oikos’ refers to the family, the family’s property, and the Home. As concepts they are distinct but also perpetually combined, impossible to separate.

I have always been fascinated by psychology and how we become who we are. Identity is built from a multitude of minute events and influences over time. This work looks at this from the medium of the family home, an anchor, being lost. In clearing out my father’s house, my family home, I was given opportunity to consider the boundaries and ties to places and things and their tie to both personal and family identity.

👋  here for one last post before passing on to  for the final weeks takeover in preparation of our group show 'Current D...
16/07/2023

👋 here for one last post before passing on to for the final weeks takeover in preparation of our group show 'Current Disturbances ' Rencontres d'Arles, opening on August 1st.

The work I'll be showing in Arles forms part of 'The Soil Horizon', a new on-going body of work exploring the varied topography and composition of transitional habitats, on land blighted by heavy industry, now finding new value as havens for nature.

These are places of contradiction and complexity, suffused with distinct, challenging conditions. Contaminants and pervasive ground disturbances have stripped the land of its innate fertility, yet also provided refuge for rare, resilient species.

The work combines landscape photography with still-life studies of objects collected at each site. These images invite the audience to consider the impact of historic adulteration and trauma, and the inherent, deep-rooted components that make up everything around us.

Thank you for taking a look at my work this week! You can see more from us all at www.afamilyofseven.com 👍
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