There are photographers and then there are photographers.
Indre Serpytye’s State of Silence concerns itself with her father’s death in mysterious circumstances (he was the Head of Government Security in Lithuania and died in a ‘car accident’), and is one of the most striking, visually stunning things that I have seen for a long time.
Exploring the human consequences of a governmental cover up, we see the results of the cold clandestine machine on the individual. Visually spare, her images present the objects from around the event as nothing more than what they are; cold shells of the things they used to represent.
Against a sombre black background there remains a silenced telephone, a useless type writer, shredded papers, and an expired passport.
Please go to check out her website, it’s that bloody good.
