This week, we will be exploring projects inspired by intimacy and memory. Today, we’ll be looking at Hannah Latham’s series Milking Hour. I remember being knocked out by Hannah Latham’s work late last year. We were both in the exhibition Home is Where at FLOAT Magazine, which was published as a zine. Hannah’s work was
There is a discomfort looking at the photographs knowing that Hetherington was to die in pursuit of his craft, and this knowledge is especially prescient today.
Working for The Associated Press, he won a Pulitzer Prize for his sequence of photos showing the president being struck by a bullet while three others fell wounded.
A number of years ago, a tall, quietly intelligent artist entered my classroom, driving to Los Angeles from San Diego each week to understand the photographer’s journey. Our journey together lasted several years and then I watched Wayne Swanson and his photographs take flight in remarkable ways. Wayne passed away this week, after a long
Ghosts of Segregation photographically explores the vestiges of America’s racism as seen in the vernacular landscape: Schools for “colored” children, theatre entrances and restrooms for “colored people,” lynching sites, juke joints, jails, hotels and bus stations. What is past is prologue. Segregation is as much current events as it is history. These ghosts haunt us
Photographs from two trips along Ukraine’s northeastern border regions, in the months before Russia renewed an offensive there, reveal loss and transformation.
BNN Breaking had millions of readers, an international team of journalists and a publishing deal with Microsoft. But it was full of error-ridden content.
From photographing politicians and celebrities to the struggles and triumphs of ordinary folks, Mr. Ortiz handled each with compassion, colleagues say.
This week is dedicated to Chilean photographers working across a variety of genres. Today our focus is on Nicolás Marticorena, a journalist, sociologist and photographer whose global practice explores issues of climate change, drought and its effects on the human condition. My body leaves you drop by drop. … I evaporate like moistness from your