Essay by Jo Anna Isaak
"The Bellagio Suite"
The Landscape Explored:
Interview by William Forrestall
The Aquinian, 2013
NY Arts Magazine, 2007
NY Arts Magazine, 2004
NY Arts Magazine, 2001
Review Magazine, 1999
Cover Magazine, 1999
Essay by Jonathan Goodman
The Photography of Fleeting
Review by Mike Fitelson, The Manhattan Times, February 17,
The quiet color photographs of Sky Pape currently gracing the lobby
of Hebrew Tabernacle invite the viewer to places he's never been.
Sure, viewers may have visited the locations where Pape carried
her digital camera, but it is unlikely they saw what she did.
The Inwood resident found open spaces momentarily transformed
by incident. Light dances around the hulking iron sculptures at
the Dia:Beacon museum upstate. Clouds float through a river gorge
in China. Even familiar locales are changed, such as Highbridge
Park, bathed in fireworks during last year's Uptown Arts Stroll
opening reception. Some of the images depict institutions that have
collected her artwork (her fine art drawings are internationally
renown), such as the Museum of Modern Art and Guggenheim Museum.
But there are also a couple of curious street photographs, including
one of a weathered handmade sign ridiculously advertising: "PEN
CAP FOR SALE 35¢."
Most of the 18 scenes in the exhibit would not have looked the
same a minute before or after she recorded it. The wind would've
blown. The lighting would've shifted. Things would've been different.
In this sense, the photographs depict the fragile architecture of
Pape's text hints at her purpose: "I am most pleased when someone
says my photographs act as a reminder to tune up one's awareness
and look at things in new ways."
Midway through the show, Pape seems to send a message to the viewer:
She has photographed on a blue-sky canvas a skywriter spelling out
"WISH YOU WERE HERE" in a gentle arc. Residual lettering from the
plane's earlier pass has been smudged into illegibility by the wind.
Pape is saying that these scenes float past every day unnoticed
unless we take the time to open our eyes.