I think that I really miss Paris.
I think that I really miss Paris.
Photographer Anthony Karen’s use of the word sir in emails might stem from his service in the Marine Corps. It could also be indicative of his humanitarian side and his affiliations with charities including Friends in Deed, Smile Train, and the Humane Society.
That simple level of politeness is also a small window into how he has been able to document as a photojournalist many of the most feared, secretive, and marginalized pockets of society around the world.
On his website, Karen writes that his passion for photography began during a trip to Haiti, where he documented Vodou rituals around the country. From there he has created series about Skinheads, the Westboro Baptist Church, and the Ku Klux Klan.
Gaining access to secretive pockets of society is based upon trust, something Karen doesn’t take lightly and that he sees as a foundation of photojournalism. “It’s a moment that’s constantly validated, the wordless acceptance into someone’s personal space with a camera,” Karen wrote via email.
"What was the saddest moment of your life?"
"When I lost my first wife."
"How long ago was this?"
"We were in the Peace Corps, and had gone to Ethiopia to teach English. We were stepping out of a van when a runaway police car barreled into us. I still think they did it on purpose."
"How old were you at the time?"
A refugee from the Nuba Mountains wanders through the Yida refugee camp at dawn. People try to accomplish tasks early in the day before the heat sets in.
Photographer Pete Muller—honored last night by the Overseas Press Club—spent a week in Yida, South Sudan and neighboring camps providing visual media support for an Amnesty International research mission looking into wide-ranging human rights concerns in the area. See more here.
"Feeling nostalgic for a time you never actually knew is a deeply unsettling contemporary phenomenon. For some people, it means clawing through junk shops in pursuit of the perfect brass-lensed tailboard camera, but for most of us, it means applying the Lord Kelvin filter to a hasty snapshot of last night’s dessert. So is that vague, manufactured nostalgia culturally toxic, per Simon Reynolds’ Retromania (and the cavalcade of nervous think-y reviews it inspired)? Maybe – but it’s weirdly gratifying, too, tapping into the sense “that a photograph is itself a precious object,” as New York Magazine put it recently.”
From Facebook’s Mark Zuckerberg:
I’m excited to share the news that we’ve agreed to acquire Instagram and that their talented team will be joining Facebook.
For years, we’ve focused on building the best experience for sharing photos with your friends and family. Now, we’ll be able to work even more closely with the Instagram team to also offer the best experiences for sharing beautiful mobile photos with people based on your interests.
We believe these are different experiences that complement each other. But in order to do this well, we need to be mindful about keeping and building on Instagram’s strengths and features rather than just trying to integrate everything into Facebook.
Today, Bosnia marks the twenty year anniversary of the outbreak of war. Honoring the memory of those killed in the siege of Sarajevo, 11,541 red chairs have been lined up in 825 rows down the capital’s streets like a river of blood: one for each of the victims from April 6, 1992 until 1995.
Photos: Amel Emric / AP
An Indian marching band member sleeps on a scooter as he waits to perform in a procession for Mahavir Jayanti, in New Delhi, India, April 5, 2012. The holiday celebrates the birth anniversary of Lord Mahavira, who created the defining rules of Jainism.
[Credit : Kevin Frayer/AP]
This is a series of photos I took in Bologna. I thought it was a good idea … then they told me that similar work had already been done … and then I gave up everything. - translated from Italian
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