Tag: Photography
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From the moment I picked it up, the seamless dance between German and English text, a subtle yet powerful statement of inclusivity and intellectual reach, at once captivated me. It felt like stepping into a conversation, rather than simply reading a detached analysis, and as someone who often looks for those direct, human connections in…
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Reading Frames Volume 15 has been an absolute joy, a quiet revelation that has firmly cemented its place in my personal holy trinity of photographic magazines, right there alongside Hotshoe and Aperture. There is a palpable sense of dedication and artistry woven through every page, a celebration of photography not simply as a medium, but…
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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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Unveiling the Layers: A Guide to Seeing the Art when Experiencing Photographs and Reading Photobooks
It has been truly heartening to receive such kind messages lately, hearing from so many of you about how my thoughts on photography and photobooks resonate. It’s a wonderful feeling to know that what I pour onto these pages finds a home with you, and it has prompted me to reflect on something fundamental that…
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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…
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There is an undeniable allure to places where human ambition collides with the formidable power of nature, creating a landscape at once magnificent and unsettling. It is a sensation I have often felt when encountering the vast, silent giants of infrastructure, each echoing a unique story of ingenuity, necessity, and inevitable consequence. The profound resonance…
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There is a peculiar alchemy that happens when a place, steeped in layers of history and forgotten stories, finds its visual chronicler. It is a process I understand intimately, one that echoes through my own ongoing work, “Echoes of the Past,” where I grapple with the visible and invisible threads connecting memory to the mundane…
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It is strange to admit, but I did not always know how to look at nudes. Not really. I do not mean in that bashful, adolescent way we are told to feel growing up in a culture that censor’s skin while glorifying it in everything from shampoo adverts to gallery retrospectives. I mean really look,…
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It’s been several weeks since I last lifted my camera and stepped out into the world, seeking that fleeting convergence of instinct, light, and subject that might offer something worth holding onto. The days since have carried a quiet weight. Not dramatic, not despairing, but a low, persistent thrum of guilt that catches at the…