A deep personal story also resonates throughout the submission of writer, professional photographer, and doctoral researcher Brian Morgan. No Safety Net is part of a larger body of work that is a pictorial and narrative account of five years Brian spent journeying at various times with a small family-based travelling circus community as it traversed the North of England and Scotland from 2018-2023.
As the title suggests, Brian’s work is a play on words about circus life, but it is also a narrative about his own personal circumstances. ‘The title emerged quickly as a metaphor for the precarious material and emotional existence lived out daily by the circus troupe’, Brian explains. ‘A metaphor, therefore, for the vulnerability of people and strength of purpose needed to survive in a unique and challenging world. A metaphor, too, for my own vulnerability brought on by personal trauma and life-changing illness, and the emotional strength I drew from their presence as I journeyed with them at various times for over five years.’
He was clearly enthralled by the troupe, becoming adopted as he, figuratively speaking, ran away with the circus. He takes up the story of his submission: ‘It begins with a journey after the show has finished, through the hinterland of the real, behind the scenes, world of circus – no safety net, vulnerable, astringently stripped of its make-up, a world I only ever perceived in black and white. How else to reflect a place at once antithetical to the beguiling and spectral world of the “big top”? What better device for exposing the stark binary choices forced upon the group as they edged their way towards safety along a tightrope – stretched out before them by the forces of fate – between survival and oblivion during the worst of the Covid pandemic? I wanted to capture the egalitarian nature of circus: the aesthetic and grotesque, the achingly beautiful, the lonely, claustrophobic, humorous and heartbreakingly sad manifestations of circus life, freed of the influence and hierarchies created by colour.’
The time he spent with the circus, a literal and metaphoric journey, gave him the comforting conditions in which he could address his personal loss and grief. ‘Telling their story through my photography is the only way I know of repaying the debt I owe Olympia (the ring mistress), the Kirilova Family and Big Kid Circus. For they taught me, by their example, the meaning of hope, illuminating with a kindly light the darkest recesses of depression and despair.’