At first, Alex Prager’s images seem sunny as an early Beach Boys song—what could be wrong with all those California blondes hanging out by the pool or silhouetted against a bright blue sky? But check out the way they’re looking at one another, the weirdly forceful body language, the waxiness behind the tans. Something’s deeply wrong in those lives, and all the saturated Kodachrome-y color and retro buoyancy in the world can’t disguise it. These new photographs, entitled ‘Weekend’ add an extra, more personal dimension to the otherworldliness: They were all shot in the L.A. neighborhood where Prager grew up, and the models’ clothes came from an actress friend of her grandmother’s.
As with previous works ‘Weekend’ continues Alex’s fascination with the retro-kitsch, highly saturated, and mind-blowingly vibrant. The result is an incredible staging of the beautiful with the crisply sterile, and will sometimes have you wondering just who or what you are looking at. It also hasn't hurt that she's chucked in a few lovely ladies smoking on car bonnets.
If you’re a David Lynch fan, this is the photographer for you.
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