Bill Violas Passions
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You enter a darkened gallery. The defused lighting makes the illuminated pictures on the wall stand out all the more. But what catches your eye immediately is what appears to be a very large photo of five figures in different stages of emotional ecstasy projected on the wall at the end of the corridor in front of you. As you move closer to it you glance to the left and right at other portraits in small black illuminated frames. You glance up again at the large projection and something is wrong. It appears as though the figures have moved. You take a few tentative steps forward keeping a wary eye on the image. It is moving! It's not a photograph at all but a video projection. You look around and notice that the illuminated portraits hanging on the walls of the corridor are moving to, moving extremely slowly on their individual plasma screen projectors...