There are different ways of being lost, and intention might be what makes all the difference. Often, when you say you’re lost, Tania Franco Klein tell…
There are different ways of being lost, and intention might be what makes all the difference. Often, when you say you’re lost, Tania Franco Klein tells me, “You’re actually feeling other things. You’re not actually lost. Maybe you’re feeling isolated, frustrated, anxious; that feeling comes from different places.” In her work, the Mexico City-based photographer searches out such places. She outlines a universe where they might live, begins to color it in, and during the process, finds she has arrived at some sort of destination. Being lost is sometimes the best way to find where you are going. “There’s something comforting about the acknowledgment of it,” agrees Franco Klein, “knowing you’re going somewhere, even if you don’t know where.”
Sandy Kim’s exhibition PSYCHOCANDY at HVW8 Gallery examines Kim’s month-long psychosis as it informs her photographic gaze and awareness of the ever chaotic and fragile balance of her personal and professional life. Through this sometimes fragmented and distorted lens, we find moments of family life and friendship filed amongst glimpses of high profile celebrity fueled commercial shoots; blended together, this mixture begs the question of what is truly real life and what is an illusion.
Daughters of the King | By Federica Valabrega Almost four years ago, I was invited for Shabbat dinner at the Garelik family in Crown Heights, a Lubavitch, Jewish neighborhood in Brooklyn. I had jus…
Almost four years ago, I was invited for Shabbat dinner at the Garelik family in Crown Heights, a Lubavitch, Jewish neighborhood in Brooklyn. I had just sat down at the table when Rabbi Yossi’s wife, Chani Garelik, took me aside and uttered to me a sentence straight from the Torah, “Col Cvuda Bat Melech Pnima,” which, translated, means “The pride of a Daughter of the King resides in the most secret depths of her soul.” She said to me that if I really wanted my photographs to speak about religious women, I first needed to understand this concept on my own.
“I wasn’t trying to be like the guy who photographed my Bar Mitzvah, someone who comes in to please everyone. I wish it was Diane Arbus who took the pictures of my Bar Mitzvah,” says Jewish-American photographer Godlis, remembering the 1974 trip to Florid
“I wasn’t trying to be like the guy who photographed my Bar Mitzvah, someone who comes in to please everyone. I wish it was Diane Arbus who took the pictures of my Bar Mitzvah,” says Jewish-American photographer Godlis, remembering the 1974 trip to Florida that changed his life — pictures from which have just been published in the new book Godlis: Miami.
This spectral offering transports us into a landscape populated by anonymous figures and restless animals, navigating their way through the dead of the night
This spectral offering transports us into a landscape populated by anonymous figures and restless animals, navigating their way through the dead of the night.
When the photographer Alessandra Sanguinetti was growing up in Argentina during the nineteen-seventies, her mother kept on the coffee table a copy of “Wisconsin Death Trip,” a collection of photographs taken between 1890 and 1910 by Charles Van Schaick. Made in the Wisconsin city of Black River Falls, they included studio portraits of elderly residents with worn faces and worn boots, images of large families outside small clapboard houses, and several postmortem portrayals of infants laid out in their coffins. “It was my first encounter with mortality—I remember thinking, I am going to die,” Sanguinetti recalled recently. “The book also introduced me to the idea that history is subjective. I had never seen history this way before. It had always been facts. It had always been dates. It had never been a mood, a feeling.”
The year 2021 opened with the promise of vaccines, and the belief that we would all return to “normal” after the tumultuous year of the pandemic. But the year instead took off with an insurrection in the U.S. Capitol, and saw a summer of carefree gatherings derailed by a fast-spreading virus. Governments fell, democracies were challenged, and climate-related destruction was unleashed, all while the casualties of the pandemic continued to amass. The vaccine saved some lives, but human passions, hopes and fears did their usual work to create a year that was anything but calm, and is ending with the prospect of a new variant upending plans once again.
I’m Looking Through You is an expansive visual poem celebrating the glamorous surface of Los Angeles and its reach. Animating Tim Davis’s wry observat…
I’m Looking Through You is an expansive visual poem celebrating the glamorous surface of Los Angeles and its reach. Animating Tim Davis’s wry observations and the mesmerizing, color-pop geometry of his images is the photographer and writer’s decades-long, gimlet-eyed meditation on making pictures.
Anna Biret is an artist with a gift for seeing the world as a deeply rich place of light, contrasts, colors, textures and shapes. With this kind of vision and attitude, ordinary moments can become extraordinary — if only for the fraction of a second it takes to make a photograph.
In 2018, photographer, filmmaker, and educator RaMell Ross released the documentary film Hale County This Morning, This Evening to critical acclaim, i…
In 2018, photographer, filmmaker, and educator RaMell Ross released the documentary film Hale County This Morning, This Evening to critical acclaim, inspiring wide-ranging artistic dialogue on the nature and status of filmmaking and earning mainstream recognition through an Academy Award nomination. The film’s power to captivate is inextricably tied to Ross’ ability to connect with the individuals that inhabit the experiences rendered by his large-format photographs and DSLR video camera. Within his work, the voyeuristic construction of a subject’s narrative – typical of film and often equally so of photography and other representational modes – is deconstructed and replaced with a fluid and unencumbered aesthetics.
Pictures from Rosalind Fox Solomon’s The Forgotten introduce us to people who are chained to events in history that have permanently affected how they…
Pictures from Rosalind Fox Solomon’s The Forgotten introduce us to people who are chained to events in history that have permanently affected how they live. These events can never be forgotten. They often register on the body. They act as a reminder of incidents that others would like to forget.
Happy Thanksgiving! After two years of covid and quaranting, this wonderful exhibition of family gatherings past and present, remind us of what is important: being with ones you love, being thankful for the goodness in the world, and enjoying a meal toget
Happy Thanksgiving! After two years of covid and quaranting, this wonderful exhibition of family gatherings past and present, remind us of what is important: being with ones you love, being thankful for the goodness in the world, and enjoying a meal together. This is a two part exhibition, so don’t miss the second half!
emember when people thought it was the year? That 2020 was uniquely cursed, the worst year ever, that all would be resolved by January. Instead, 2021 has proved to be a fraught annum of unfinished transitions, half-kept promises, all torque and in-betweens. The world got moving again, yes, but not for very long and seldom together. From the U.S. to India, COVID-19 killed more people this year than last. Parts of the globe were held back by lack of access to a vaccine. Other parts (the richer parts) held themselves back by failing to access a shared reality.
In these award-winning photographs by Sam Ferris, intense golden sunlight bounces off the steel-and-glass urban canyon walls of Sydney’s Central Business District — illuminating passersby and setting the stage for countless fleeting encounters on the city
In these award-winning photographs by Sam Ferris, intense golden sunlight bounces off the steel-and-glass urban canyon walls of Sydney’s Central Business District — illuminating passersby and setting the stage for countless fleeting encounters on the city streets.