Click, click, click, click.
Minute by minute, day by day, month

by month, Kevin Mooney
documents his life. His ever-present

camera catches the
meanderings of two ginger cats, the mundane

rituals of daily existence—sleeping,
brushing teeth, drinking

coffee, driving to work,
eating lunch, checking the mailbox,

watching television—and
welcome diversions such as art

openings, a Cincinnati Reds
game, cycling in the countryside,

and beers at the bar. It
records, too, the more personal and

profound passages of life: a
graduation in May, a friend’s wedding

in July, his father’s
illness, death, and funeral in the autumn.

More than 250,000 photographs
from the year 2012 fly by—

twelve months playing
simultaneously on twelve screens from

January at top left to
December at bottom right until each

fades into darkness. In the
age of the selfie, when millions

share on social media their
happy-hour cocktails, memorable

dinners, or vacation travel,
Mooney pushes that idea to the

extreme with unsparing
honesty, revealing the truer nature of

our lives rushing by minute
by minute, day by day, month by

month. Click, click, click,
click.