• David Sims, editorial photograph for “London, January 11th–13th, 2016,” Self Service, Spring/Summer 2016.

    David Sims

    DAVID SIMS’S PHOTOGRAPHS are bursting at the seams. Their taut edges are tethered to skin and light, precisely yet barely containing the image, as if cloth or flesh or stone might surge forth at any moment. Whether rendered against an acid monochrome background or a nacreous cyberpunk shine, this tactile, bas-relief effect also seems to embody that impossibly thin membrane between what is in and what is out, the ordinary and the underground, the exquisite and the abject, the material and the virtual. Perhaps no one has navigated these fields as brilliantly as Sims, who is a cult figure but also