Blue Is The Colour Of Sundays

An 8.2 metre concertina book folded into 40 pages, with a hand made hardback cover.

Statement:

When you leave the place you called home for all of your childhood and hang your coat up somewhere new does that new place become your home by default? For Salva home is not a place or a building, it is a feeling of comfort and the sound of her mother clattering around the kitchen, and the smell of garlic and paint.

Salva’s work is personal and often features domestic spaces. She often uses ambiguous still life and a limited colour palette to reflect the themes she works with; loneliness, displacement, domesticity and banality. Barely leaving the confines of her London flat to shoot the project, a feeling of stillness and uncertainty is reflected in this claustrophobia.

This feeling is embodied in the confines of print. Although flowing more freely than a conventional book, the scale and tactility that the book offers reflect the quiet feelings of displacement and mundanity depicted in the photographs.