Daisuke Yokota / Yoshi Kametani: Cascading Granular Shadow
“Classon” is breakthrough in a way for artists Yoshi Kametani and Daisuke Yokota.
“Classon” is breakthrough in a way for artists Yoshi Kametani and Daisuke Yokota.
Hiroshi Sugimoto’s, ‘Seascapes’ is a meditation on time examined through repetition and constancy…
Let’s take the thing on its own terms: a book about trendy photographic art, swaddled in equivocal definitions of magic.
At its base, ‘Un Universe Pequeno’ seeks to convey, in visual terms, that of a similarity to speech. This is where the base of communication meets that of the expression of the visual.
Knowing that she was about to die, my aunt said that she would have less regret about leaving this world if she knew she could still send letters. There was a certain burden of hearing the small metal chain swing against the glass casing of the light bulb’s pulsating dissonance. Clink, clink, the third […]
I’ll Write Whenever I Can, Koobi Fora, Lake Rudolf, 1965 @ Peter Beard Andy described him as – “one of the most fascinating men in the world …… he’s like a modern Tarzan. He jumps in and out of the snake pit he keeps at his home. He cuts himself and paints with the blood. […]
Excerpt from Popular Photography, August 1995 Q: When did you get the original assignment to photograph the drug scene? A: I made a trip to Detroit for Life in the late 1980’s to research the drug problem. It went badly. I couldn’t get anyone to help me break into the downtown Detroit scene. When I […]
“I was drawing upon things that I’ve learned and those are not necessarily intellectual things.” Dorian Devens and Philip-Lorca diCorcia, 2003 PLDC: I don’t consider myself to be an intellectual, you know, I think I’ve met enough intellectuals to know what a really smart person is… analytical I might be, but, you know, one […]
Engström looks backwards but forwards too. Tout va bien – Everything is all right.
The content may criticize the media or the state or the history of photography, but I would be disappointed if the work were reducible to any one of those things.
There are almost no humans in Wender’s photos. I almost forget there’s a human behind the camera in a way that would never happen with other road trip photographers.
The photographer once stated dryly that the centripetal composition of all of his pictures was based on the Confederate Flag.