Craig KalpakjianAmerican (New York City, New York, 1961)
Kalpakjian makes unreal beauty out of real banality. His subject matter is the dumb, ordinary, and usually unnoticed world of office interiors.
In Corridor we find ourselves traveling down an endless hall that is slightly curved, evenly lit, and without a clear end. Only fire alarms and lighting fixtures measure our progress from and to nowhere.
Of course, such perfection is not really possible; Kalpakjian's environments exist solely on the computer. Every detail of Corridor, from the texture of the paint to the slight reflections on each surface, is the result of programming, not the hammering of nails or the wielding of a paintbrush. Kalpakjian thus reveals the complete artificiality of the built environments we inhabit, and their aesthetic distance from more humanistic forms.
corridors, hallways, buildings, windows, light, reflections, curves