ONE WAY TICKET

This is a picture for every day, or actually a simulated picture doubling the moment and its light. Three-dimensional poetry in a tiny space: a Polaroid snapshot. Mounted on this most instant of photographic bases, though the photo has nothing to do with it, appears the artist’s dream, miscast but not mismanaged.

The absurdity of stopping time through photography is not being ridiculed, in swapping the mechanical image for a collage, but the result is more expressive than the small image possible with a Polaroid camera. Sonia mixes her miniatures with dreams acting as postage stamps to a whole world of objects barely visible, but yet seen so often: signs evoking travel: plane tags, subway tickets, decorated insides of envelopes, wine glass mats.

She moves away from future cities, soaring high, travelling far, through labyrinthine pictures of tiny electronic circuits. She joins in with her paintbrush, splashing short-lived joy with her geometric colored forms, joy of being there, joy of the fleeting moment; giving slight, almost mechanical pleasure through the endless repetition of the tiny motif. Is this not the very soul of modernity in permanent form, the soul that has its origins in the collages of cubism ?