Quite literally, I am a serial self-portraitist. My recent work is about the perceived expectations that my family and friends had for me as a lad and how they contrast with the reality of what I have become. I recall my mother casually telling me that she thought I was going to be an astronaut when I grew up. Little did she know that only around 450 out of the 6.5 billion people on earth have been to outer space. One would need to be extraordinary to make the cut to be on that team. Likewise, my grandmother used to send me VHS tapes full of JEOPARDY!© episodes so I could study them, and someday end up a big winner on the smarty pants game show. No one ever said to me, “Geez Jim, it would be really cool if you were a darkroom/technical support guy at a New England college for affluent women. Also, it would really be something if you took lots of pictures of yourself and posted them on the internet.” This is however an accurate representation of what I do. I assure you, it is not glamorous.
In previous work, I depicted folks watching me on television. There is not much of a reason why anyone would need to watch me on TV. As I mentioned above, I, like most people, live a relatively unextraordinary life, yet given the opportunity many of us are willing to put on a show, and even more are willing to watch. By staging this ceremony of voyeur on exhibitionist action, I'm drawing attention to these aspects of personality that are in everyone. In addition, and perhaps more importantly, the pictures reveal something about my desire to be noticed, and they express a desire to be something more exciting while acknowledging that I am fully aware of my lack of “spice.” Also, I think it's funny.
- Jim Turbert, 2007
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