“Sometimes I feel like I am in a bad dream.” “Everything is aimless and hopeless. I have lost my direction and I don’t know where to go.” “Your dad was…
The photographer Argus Paul Estabrook remembers his mother calling him from the hospital, and he remembers flying from Seoul to be with his family in the United States. But much of his father’s battle with pancreatic cancer remains a blur. By the time he was diagnosed, it had already reached Stage 4, and when it was all said and done, Estabrook‘s father would live for only three more weeks. “Time was really jumbled like that one drawer where nothing is in the right place,” the photographer admits. “Memories become fractured and mixed together.”
Mr. Noroozi had long wanted to document executions in Iran, because for him they illustrate what he calls “the inflation of human life.” When restrictions on documenting executions were lifted by Iranian authorities last year, the photographer set out to cover several hangings in different cities in the Islamic Republic, which after China passes the most death sentences in the world
my shooting is very limited and I can understand that I have taken the right image for me. I can’t explain this emotion, but this is very important for me. When I was still a student at the Leica Academy, I started taking photos with a 28 mm lens from that point on.
