I have developed a deeply intuitive process in which I am both photographer and subject. My foundation in studio painting continues to heavily inform the aesthetic of my photographic images.
Creating visual narratives to portray disillusioned longings for honesty, trust, and intimacy is my intent. My most recent body of work, 'Romantic Monody', encompasses that specific emotional vulnerability and turbulence with unique elegance.
My images are created as a reflection of isolation and a profound sense of abandonment. The viewer is confronted with poignant visions of somber dreams, to further depict the emotional impact of those cloaked in shadows of deceit. These images portray a realm of trust seldom unbroken, scars often endured, and the unabated barriers devised for the heart's defense.
I leave the observer with visceral truth ....a raw observation of a heart pinned to a sleeve, over fragile yet unbroken bone.
___"Romance in Bloom", presents a virginal bride in lacey woven white, holding her bouquet almost in supplication, her head bowed down bashfully, eyes shielded by a swath of her own hair. As in any mystery, could it have have been the wind? While sweet enchantment weaves through the idea of romance, this matrimonial image probes more deeply, evidenced by the entire show, which Rachul characterized to me over lunch, as about Truth, or dismayingly, the absence of it. Truth can be clouded when one is enchanted, and yes, I thought about our collective romantic symbol, the demure Princess Diana. In Romantic Monody, Rachul removes the veil.
The artist defined Monody as a lament that could be music or poetry, but always, as in the case of this body of work, an ode sung by one voice...
"Romantic Monody," united in their identical simple dark frames, indeed, succeed as visual poems, all part of her elegant elegy...
As an ode performed by one voice, Rachul fittingly is her own model, something she decided upon early on, underscoring her deep emotional involvement and allowing the work to be appreciated in a particular time period, as well as within her evolution.
Rachul’s love of ballet is echoed... arms stretched in supplication. Worn pale rose ballet slippers cover her breasts, pink on pink, in elongated ovals, body and soul stretched to the limits. She is as much a tool as paintbrush or camera."
___Gwynned Vitello, publisher of Juztapoz Magazine. From Exhibition Review, "Romantic Monody," Shreveport Times, August 2016