Category: Book
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Dana Stirling’s Why Am I Sad, published by Kehrer Verlag, arrived on my desk at a time when I was grappling with my own photographic explorations into the unspoken corners of human emotion. Her work, a deeply personal exploration of depression and identity through a meticulous lens, hit me with a profound resonance, not because…
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“Ensnaring the Moment”, the title itself hums with a resonance that speaks to the very heart of what draws me to both poetry and photography. I imagine it delves deep into that intangible space where a single frame or a perfectly chosen word can crystallise an entire universe, much like how a scent can instantly…
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There is a peculiar, almost visceral, satisfaction that comes from sitting down with a truly monumental photobook. Not just a collection of images, but a meticulously curated journey through an artist’s vision, a career spanning decade that allows you to see, in real time, the subtle shifts and profound progressions in their craft. This is…
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The paradox of getting to know things truly fascinates me, the further I journey into understanding, the more layers and horizons unfurl before me. It is a concept that resonates deeply with my own life, whether it is plumbing the depths of a new project, peeling back the history of a beloved place, or indeed,…
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It has taken me a few weeks, to fully articulate the profound feelings stirred within me by Gregory Halpern’s latest magnificent monograph, King, Queen, Knave, published by MACK. I had caught glimpses of some of these photographs online before I got the book, and certain images, even then, embedded themselves in my very retina, searing…
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There are certain books that land with a quiet yet profound thud on your desk, and as you open them, you know, with every fibre of your being, that you are about to embark on something truly special. Michael Lundgren’s Glass Mountain, from the experts in tactile beauty at Stanley/Barker, is precisely that kind of…
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There are certain photographic journeys that speak directly to your own experiences, echoing feelings and observations you hold dear, and Amy Horowitz’s A Walk in the Park? is undeniably one such book. As I turned its pages, I felt an immediate connection, a sense of looking back at a pivotal time in life, not just…
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It truly is a curious thing, the way certain books find their way to you, speaking a language you did not even realise you longed to hear. And for me, Jan Čihák’s A few stones from Eastern Front is precisely one of those quiet, unassuming treasures that has, against all expectations, resonated deeply within my…
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There are some books that arrive with a quiet insistence, demanding to be seen not merely with the eyes, but with something deeper in the gut. Sally Mann’s at Twelve: Portraits of Young Women for Aperture is precisely such a book. For a father like me, with a daughter now grown to twenty-four, and a…
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Stepping away from the raw, often monumental landscapes I’ve been immersed in lately, a new book has landed on my desk, drawing me into a different kind of visual exploration. I’m deep into “The Color of Clothes, Fashion and Dress in Autochromes 1907-1930” by Cally Blackman, published by Thames & Hudson, and even at these…