Contis explores the construction of myth, place, and masculine identity in the enduring imagery of the American West.
From Unnamed Road, 2010–15, a series of photographs taken in Israel and Palestine.
Perhaps nowhere in the world is the line between beauty and kitsch finer than it is in New Orleans.
“We have to tell the truth in the image.”
“Photographers and artists are alchemists at the highest level, I think.”
No. XXXXXXXXXX is a personal atlas of the ways in which the letter X has been used in contemporary Mexican architecture.
“Yes, I believe in life online, the way a person in 1910 might believe in aviation, or a person in 1455 might believe in movable type: with excitement and apprehension.”
A poignant vision of our country from the great American photographer Edward Weston is on view now at the Museum of Fine Arts, Boston.
This First Proof contains a portfolio of four works by Valérie Belin.
In 1976 I had been making photographs for a couple of years. I had certainly been looking at a lot more photographs than I had actually made.
She calls the cold, nine-second ladder
in her spine amber/elektron.
“In another time I guess I would have been content with filming girls and cats.
Rulfo is renowned for his fictional accounts of campesinos living in the wake of the Mexican Revolution, and although he published only a few books in his lifetime, he received Mexico’s National Prize for Literature in 1970 and Spain’s Premio Cervantes in 1985.
On the occasion of Tod Papageorge’s “The Acropolis” series in Picture Magazine, we revisit his photographs of Central Park in the ’70s and his friendship with Garry Winogrand.
This is a handsome book about the self-taught filmmaker and photographer Rudy Burckhardt, who was also a painter and a writer and, from the 1930s to the 1990s, the well-known photo-chronicler of New York artists and their studios.
In spite of his six-foot-plus height, you might easily overlook James Welling in a crowded room. With his shaggy gray hair and tortoiseshell glasses, he looks every bit the UCLA tenured professor that he is.
On a recent trip to Cuba I visited the studio of photographer and filmmaker Juan Carlos Alom in the small beach village of Cojimar, outside Havana.