Sticker Blues – A Reflection on Lloyd Corporation’s Appropriation of Street Notices
For weeks on my way to the station I would walk past a lamp post with a sticker proudly proclaiming…
by Karin Bareman
For weeks on my way to the station I would walk past a lamp post with a sticker proudly proclaiming…
“You would have to have a heart of tin not to recognize this as one of the happiest collections of…
How can photography enact social change? How can it be used as a tool by marginalised groups to advocate for…
There is something about selfies that puts our knickers in a twist. Eminent photography collector W.H. Hunt notes in despair…
It is the car. It must be the car. The casual posture of the men. The clothes. The high-waisted trousers, the brimmed hats. The building in the background, with its white timber slats. When I first studied this photograph by Marion Post Wolcott, I scribbled down that it reminded me of the key scene in the film Road to Perdition (Sam Mendes, 2002).
Studying the images included in Rosa, I started to idly ponder the relationship between photography, voyeurism, and the military-industrial complex….
“If you could lay on your back for me, then I can put everything to rights.” He slipped his hands…
“This place is under new management by order of the Peaky Blinders!” Thus shouts Arthur Shelby covered in blood and…
“The work tells you what form it needs to take.” Carrie Mae Weems, in conversation with Dawood Bey in Bomb…
It seems such a simple picture that I almost immediately dismiss it out of hand. A young black girl is…
As is so often the case, it is the title that draws me in. The Furtastic Adventures of the Cabbit…
Good photography perturbs. It makes you look, scratch your head, think about it, think about it some more, then look…
Ever since Robert Frank published his seminal work The Americans in 1958, the American Road Trip has become a staple…
“[A] still, which allows one to linger over a single moment as long as one likes, contradicts the very form…
Finally, most of the survivors have arrived at Terminus. As usual I am late to the party. I am still…
One night in Russia I got into in the passenger seat of a beat up Volkswagen. My friend Vadim was…
“Loneliness has followed me my whole life, everywhere. In bars, in cars, sidewalks, stores, everywhere. There’s no escape. I’m God’s…
One of my favourite photographic series of all time is W. Eugene Smith’s depiction of Pittsburgh, if only for the…
“The images that mobilize conscience are always linked to a given historical situation. The more general they are, the less…
In one of the earliest episodes of The X-Files, Mulder and Scully investigate the disappearance of aircraft test pilots in…
When you are confronted with piles and piles of photography books to look through, sometimes you just have to dig…
I have always admired 2 Many DJs for their capacity to merge two seemingly incompatible songs by artists of opposite…
Disarm you with a smile And cut you like you want me to Cut that little child Inside of me…
Sometimes a photograph just grabs you by the throat. It throttles you, and shakes you and will not let you…
“I think, right, that dancing is like the best thing in the world, because it makes you healthy, like in…
The British satirical magazine Private Eye has an oft recurring feature called Ad Nauseam. In it, commercials are lambasted because…
“There must be some kind of way out of here,” said the joker to the thief (…) “No reason to…
When I tell people that I have lived in Russia for a while, a recurring question is: what was it…
So I finally got round to watching David Lynch’s Twin Peaks. And boy, has it got me hooked. It has…
In a recent talk entitled The End of Ego, Fred Ritchin stated that much of photography is reactive. According to…
I don’t know much about football. The scant knowledge that I have is primarily gleaned from television commentary running in…
Sometimes you get struck by the oddest similarities. One which is currently occupying my mind is the recurrence of a…
It’s probably beyond dispute that most photography museums consider it part of their task to educate their audience about the…
My train of thought on this topic started off with pondering the future of photojournalism. I realize this is a…
Last Thursday Scott Thode asked me which exhibition I had enjoyed producing most. My instant reply was Antiphotojournalism. I explained…
Any photography collection is in and of itself a strange beast. Collecting photos is a tantalising enterprise, a hopeless endeavour….
Former Independent photographer Brian Harris once stated during a workshop that every practicing photographer should have a small but continuing…
I have always wondered how artistic duos could possibly function, especially when they are photographers. How on earth do they…
It was the similarity between the derelict buildings that made me think of the analogy first. It is perhaps a…
During last year photography magazines, blogs and many other publications have been full of the demise of Tim Hetherington whilst…
According to Adrian Hamilton of The Independent: “However successful photographers may be in capturing the world and life, there is…
Last Friday the winner of the World Press Photo Award was announced. South African photographer Jodi Bieber carried home the…
Last week I came across the work of Isabelle Wenzel, a young photographer based in Amsterdam. She had been commissioned…
My first thought upon encountering Olivia Bee’s work, and later Olivia Bee herself, was filled with jealousy. Only sixteen years…
A woman approaches me and asks in a piercing American voice whether there are any exhibitions on at the museum…
Recently I seem to come across articles in which street photography is routinely declared dead. The authors generally argue that…
The inhabitants of Rotterdam must love tall buildings. Visiting Rotterdam last week turned out to be a bit of a…