Untitled #11

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  •   $250
    | 11"x14"
      Edition of 150
  •   $500
    | 16"x20"
      Edition of 50
  •   $800
    | 20"x24"
      Edition of 25
  •   $1,250
    | 30"x40"
      Edition of 5

The prints you receive are archival, chromogenic prints on a semi-matte paper with a longevity of 100+ years under normal light conditions.

The quoted dimensions refer to the paper size, and not the size of image contained within the paper. Each image is printed with a minimum 1/4" border to allow for framing, and ships with a Certificate of Authenticity signed by the artist.

Tom Hull
Untitled #11, 2008
from the series Sprung

Come quickly, and vindicate us.
against too much death.
Come quickly, and stir the rotten globe of the world from within,
burst it with germination, with world anew.
Come now, to us, your adherents, who cannot flower from the ice.
All the world gleams with the lilies of death the Unconquerable,
but come, give us our turn.
Enough of the virgins and lilies, of passionate, suffocating perfume of corruption,
no more narcissus perfume, lily harlots, the blades of sensation
piercing the flesh to blossom of death.
Have done, have done with this shuddering, delicious business

of thrilling ruin in the flesh, of pungent passion, of rare, death-edged ecstasy.


— excerpt from a poem by D.H. Lawrence entitled Craving for Spring


Cherry blossoms are one of the very first to appear in the early spring, so I had to make sure I knew where each tree was, in order to time my arrival at each location to catch the blossoms at their fullest.


This image was taken in Brighton, very close to my family home, where I spent the majority of my formative years. The tree has a wonderfully evocative shape for me, and I love the fact that none of the blossoms have started to fall. It really is at the very peak of it’s brief, two week existence.


The limited colour palette in this image gives it a sense of nostalgia, hinting towards my past, growing up in Brighton. Yet it’s solitary state, on a downward-sloping hill allows this photograph to operate with a questioning sense of melancholy, asking it’s audience to build their own stories around this beautiful, lonely cherry tree.

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