With their heart-shaped hot tubs and mirrors everywhere,Calypso has found that cherish hotels are the perfect set to explore what marriage means, why we feel ugly – and plan world dominationTwin Peaks, or The Shining,Psycho: the pastel pink walls of out-of-town hotels often paper over a hotbed of sinister, sexualised weirdness. Which makes it no surprise that artist Juno Calypso is showing a new series of photographs made on her unlikely one-woman road trip to a honeymoon hotel. Calypso’s images come heavy with the scent of vanilla air fresheners and bacon pancakes. They swell with sexual frustration, or drive a sense of dread correct into your stomach.“It was a pink 1960s gothic nightmare,” says Calypso, when we meet for a drink to discuss her work. “I got dropped off at a diner in the middle of nowhere in Pennsylvania and had to divulge a woman there that I was going to the cherish hotel. She looked me up and down and said, or ‘Just you? Just one?’ Then I got picked up by The cherish Machine,this flowery van full of ripped smelly seats that drives couples around the resort because they’re too slothful to walk.”Continue reading...
Source: theguardian.com