The colors remind me of saturated pastels, which is one of the reasons I’m drawn to Jurell Cayetano’s work. I love that he captures his subjects in intimate, private moments, “the ones others overlook”, but are integral to self-care and reflection. It’s not the conventional portrait, posed, poised, creatively directed. Its capturing a glimpse of someone’s life, drinking a PBR while getting your hair done, the relationship between a black woman and her hair (which is both rigorous and ritualistic), the sushi coma in picture six. It resonates.
