photos by cassandrea xavier

twenty year old toronto photographer

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Roadside Grave by Cassandrea Xavier

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Faceless by Cassandrea Xavier

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Gift to You by Cassandrea Xavier

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Shallow Heaven by Cassandrea Xavier 

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Dia Agradavel by Cassandrea Xavier 

A photo from a current installation project. The physical installation, which takes place in a dark room, consists of a photographic still image from this scene displayed in a lightbox at one end of the room. Within the room 3 different sounds play, all overlapping each other but coming from different sides of the room. Depending on where the viewer is standing, they hear one noise more heavily than the other two, and whichever noise they hear will manipulate how they view and connote the image emotionally: to stand near the sound of waves crashing gives the piece a naturally, soothing feeling; to stand by the sound of fire crackling gives the piece a sinister, apocalyptic connotation; standing where the choral folklore song “Sweet Day” by Ralph Vaughn Williams is playing gives the image a transcendental, religious motif (the song itself depicts the tale of those in nature that are beautiful but must eventually die). The project is about expanding the practice of imagery beyond something static and one-dimensional.

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Sweet Day by Cassandrea Xavier.

A photo from a current installation project. The physical installation, which takes place in a dark room, consists of a photographic still image from this scene displayed in a lightbox at one end of the room. Within the room 3 different sounds play, all overlapping each other but coming from different sides of the room. Depending on where the viewer is standing, they hear one noise more heavily than the other two, and whichever noise they hear will manipulate how they view and connote the image emotionally: to stand near the sound of waves crashing gives the piece a naturally, soothing feeling; to stand by the sound of fire crackling gives the piece a sinister, apocalyptic connotation; standing where the choral folklore song “Sweet Day” by Ralph Vaughn Williams is playing gives the image a transcendental, religious motif (the song itself depicts the tale of those in nature that are beautiful but must eventually die). The project is about expanding the practice of imagery beyond something static and one-dimensional. 

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ADDITIONAL DISPOSABLE FILM PHOTOGRAPHS FROM THE BEGINNING OF 2016

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Buildings by Cassandrea Xavier Via Flickr: Shot on a disposable film camera

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Third Floor Washroom by Cassandrea Xavier Via Flickr: Shot on a disposable film camera

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Jail Cell by Cassandrea Xavier Via Flickr: Shot on a disposable film camera

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David's Room by Cassandrea Xavier Via Flickr: Shot on a disposable film camera

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Narrative Art Series, Behind the Scenes: Cake by Cassandrea Xavier Via Flickr: Shot on a disposable film camera 

Original/actual photograph: www.flickr.com/photos/cassandrea-/25174343192/in/datepost...

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Narrative Art Series, Behind the Scenes: Print Out by Cassandrea Xavier Via Flickr: Shot on a disposable film camera 

Original/actual photograph: www.flickr.com/photos/cassandrea-/25292587365/in/datepost...

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Bloody by Cassandrea Xavier Via Flickr: Shot on a disposable film camera

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Lost in Springfield: a Crystallization of Memory

This was a found photograph/installation/mixed media series I created in March of 2015, that I recently revisited (and re-edited, hence reposting in its new glory). In the summer of 2014 I found a family photo album at a park sale that belonged to the summer of 1969. A family from Springfield, Missouri's photos and memories had somehow made it's way to my hands in Toronto. Eventually I used the photographs to create this series in which I investigated the ephemera of the human existence and the glorification of memory. I crystalized the photographs in a physical solvent, as well as crystallizing some items that felt like tangible representations of memory. My series is a desperate plea to make the memory of these humans I never knew last forever, whilst also creating a new life for them.

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Lost in Springfield: a Crystallization of Memory - Bones by Cassandrea Xavier Via Flickr: This was a found photograph/installation/mixed media series I created in March of 2015, that I recently revisited (and re-edited, hence reposting in its new glory). In the summer of 2014 I found a family photo album at a park sale that belonged to the summer of 1969. A family from Springfield, Missouri's photos and memories had somehow made it's way to my hands in Toronto. Eventually I used the photographs to create this series in which I investigated the ephemera of the human existence and the glorification of memory. I crystalized the photographs in a physical solvent, as well as crystallizing some items that felt like tangible representations of memory. My series is a desperate plea to make the memory of these humans I never knew last forever, whilst also creating a new life for them.

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Lost in Springfield: a Crystallization of Memory - Flora by Cassandrea Xavier Via Flickr: This was a found photograph/installation/mixed media series I created in March of 2015, that I recently revisited (and re-edited, hence reposting in its new glory). In the summer of 2014 I found a family photo album at a park sale that belonged to the summer of 1969. A family from Springfield, Missouri's photos and memories had somehow made it's way to my hands in Toronto. Eventually I used the photographs to create this series in which I investigated the ephemera of the human existence and the glorification of memory. I crystalized the photographs in a physical solvent, as well as crystallizing some items that felt like tangible representations of memory. My series is a desperate plea to make the memory of these humans I never knew last forever, whilst also creating a new life for them.