’m sensitive to a physical vocabulary, body language of movement, and gesture; a human condition where light and an understanding of graphic composition meet a comprehension to intersect my internal and external worlds.
ose has been a prostitute for 32 years. She has five children, her oldest sons are in jail, her older daughter is also a prostitute who works with Rose, her younger daughter and son committed incest because they didn’t know they were related. Rose is trying to come out of this way of life, but […]
Michael Ackerman. Departure (Poland > 1999-2007)
Through subjects which are hard, frequently morbid and often far from our everyday concerns, these photographers are taking on the primary role of the artist. They are revealing our deepest contradictions and expressing their dreams and the nightmares which we prefer to forget.
In Pakistan we have reached a state of alchemy that typifies the post-post modern life. Life drudges through its multifarious activities of simple poverty until it climaxes into a bustle of hot abrasion in the struggle to churn out the most out of the given condition of existence. As the world turns its gaze on […]
In this issue of PRIVATE , they are not images to be quickly rushed through like channel surfing on a television set. They are meant to be slowly appreciated for what they show us about America that we have not seen in the press or in images made by photographers who briefly visited the United […]
The destruction of our environment – albeit caused by natural disasters – involves parties (communities, governments or industrial players) and is often the result of a multiplicity of factors: human negligence, inadequate planning, criminal abuse of our resources, natural causes. This issue of PRIVATE offers its readers a selection of photographs that touches onto the […]
August is the worst / month to die. / People do not listen to / trivial whispers nor / to shooting guns. Too much tv, / too many home-made movies / in a webcam lifetime…
Mist and dew / no longer inhabit the dale. / Plumes of smoke are the reeds / in the miry oxbows. / And the snow-hearted boy / who ran above the sky / on feet of Favonius / and with locks of Sol…
It was the world’s worst nuclear disaster: the explosion of Chernobyl’s No. 4 nuclear reactor in Ukraine on April 26th, 1986, spread a huge cloud of radioactive dust over much of Europe.
The conflict between Forces Nouvelles and the President Laurent Gbagbo opened the way to sacred and untouched forests.
On December 26th 2004 the coast of the Aceh province in Indonesia was heavily struck by a tsunami. Approximately 200,000 people were killed.
A photographic work about the black tide, the oil that came ashore after the wreck of the tanker called Erika
A series of photography taken in the aftermath of vanishing natural resources.