Symbols and artifacts of religion surround us like spiritual wallpaper. In North America, where I live, the dominant motif is Christian. Churches; Christmas paraphernalia; Easter eggs; shops closed on Sunday; gospel on radio, television, and billboards; place names beginning with “Saint”: these things are familiar to the point of detachment from faith or scripture.
When I was a boy, this ubiquitous Christian backdrop seemed vaguely menacing – a reminder of my other-ness, and linked somehow with what my parents referred to darkly as “anti-Semitism”. A child of Jewish parents, I grew up in a small city where Jews were – to put it kindly – exotic. I was the only Jew in my elementary school; there were a handful of us in high school. In that milieu the thought of a person being anything other than Christian was utterly alien; the proposition that my ancestors had killed Jesus a truism; the absence of a Christmas tree in my house in late December preposterous.
These photographs express an outsider’s lifelong preoccupation with the pervasive presence of Christian symbols, and how my appreciation of them has evolved. The boy who went to the synagogue every Sabbath with his father and had his bar mitzvah in Israel grew up to be an atheist. Symbols of the Christian faith no longer seem menacing or exclusionary. Instead they are a fascinating representation of what I can only regard as strange: faith in an omnipotent Divinity. But I also see them pointing to something that both believers and atheists long for: a promise of meaning, truth and permanence.
Autumn
Drink Eat Sleep
Introduction
There is a venerable tradition in photography of defamiliarizing the familiar by capturing the ordinary, the un-noticed and transfixing it out of context. This project is in that tradition. It asks the viewer to take a closer, second look at bars, restaurants, motels, hotels: the temples we build to the gods of basic human needs.
Houses of Worship, Mark Schacter, Fifth House, Markham, Ontario, 2013 Sweet Seas. Portraits of the Great Lakes, Mark Schacter, Fifth House, Markham, Ontario, 2012 Roads, Mark Schacter, Fifth House, Markham, Ontario, 2010
Artist Statement
My photography is shaped by the environment of my childhood: rocky terrain carpeted by forest and dotted with towns at the edge of wilderness. My home city is full of reminders – derelict grain elevators, an abandoned iron ore dock, shuttered paper mills – of a once-thriving industrial economy. I am still drawn to places where human presence seems like an afterthought. Sometimes I see myself as a kind of archaeologist, recording signs that “people have been here” – have struggled to make a living, build something, leave a mark.
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