Graham Tabor Deconstructed

Gra­ham Tabor lives and works in New York. He vol­un­tar­ily com­pares his col­lec­tion to that of an archae­o­log­i­cal dig: each frag­ment sep­a­rate from the rest, almost veil­ing its ori­gin. Translu­cent like trac­ing paper, con­structed of torn stitches, open­work and punc­tu­a­tions, the clothes form a com­plex game of super­im­po­si­tions. Com­pa­ra­ble to the inter­ven­tions of the Amer­i­can artist Gor­don Matta-​​Clark, to whom Gra­ham Tabor makes ref­er­ence, these slits do not reveal the body which is under­neath, but on the con­trary, alter its per­cep­tion, deform it and unveil unex­pected seg­ments. Organic and sen­sual hair­styles, inter­twin­ings of hair and tex­tiles, extend each sil­hou­ette. These fea­tures grant the tribe, which wears them the allure of strange war­riors. Tabor’s men seems dressed for the sacred rit­ual which would mark a return to life after a long silence.

Pic­tures from Gra­ham Tabor