I was on assignment in Fiji when I met a reputable photographer who had no compunction about demanding his subjects remove their shirts. I was shoc...
As soon as the band comes on, I see a better portion of the audience bust out their camera phones and hold them up for (most of) the performance, snapping photos and taking video. They're blocking the person behind them, looking up at their phone instead of at the human beings playing live music in front of them.
While in Sicily something magical happened on one day, without any planning or use of technology... Just me, my husband and two bad photocopies of a picture of my great-grandmother and a street in her village, Sperlinga.
Tilly is my fourth mannequin. My house is getting full. So stop asking me if I'm going to have another kid. We're totally at capacity over here with our only child, two dogs, four fake people and all the roly-polies my daughter sticks in her pockets.
Our collection is brimming with travel shots -- artists from Boston to U2 going places. Planes, trains and automobiles -- not to mention motorcycles and sailboats.
When I lost all of my hair, it was difficult to adjust to being bald, but what proved to threaten my confidence even more was the loss of my eyebrows and eyelashes. These features add contrast to our faces, and without them, I suddenly looked drastically different.
His work has been described as cinematic as it exudes the beauty, landscape and design straight out of a Hollywood movie set in a lush International destination.
Western Ave. A man who was spreading his faith, he made me promise to read the bible if I photographed him. ...
In June, I had the great pleasure of exploring the Timbavati game reserve in South Africa, a ruggedly beautiful region about six hours northeast of Johannesburg by car.
The accomplishments of these women have largely been buried in file cabinets for decades, but are now being resurrected through our efforts to digitize the Valley Times collection. This month, a new Central Library exhibit was unveiled highlighting the remarkable women of the Valley Times.
I stumbled across this beautiful time-lapse video of the city of Chicago. A freelance photographer named Max Wilson took the shots over a two year period using his Cannon camera/lenses and Emotimo equipment.
At the time, his school still had functioning color darkrooms. Those factors led to some remarkable art.
Thanks to smartphones, iPads, and the like, everyone is now a photographer, but it turns out that, in the public landscape, there's ever less to photograph. So here are a few tips for living more comfortably in a photographically redacted version of our post-9/11 world.
Looking at photoshopped images of models is bad enough for our collective self-esteem. What will photoshopping our kids to look like they stepped out of a J. Crew kids catalogue lead to?
Was this an intentional early assessment by the artist of the visual vocabulary of photography -- that a photograph or the act of photographing can literally sear your vision?