(via Vanity Fair)
“It hasn’t taken long for the Iraq war to feel like a relic of history. Although U.S. troops withdrew from the conflict a mere 17 months ago, the story of the war already seems set in a bygone era—circumstances that have quickly been buried under an avalanche of newer crises. Photojournalist Michael Kamber, who covered the war for The New York Times from 2003 to 2012, noticed America’s desire to tune out the war while the battles were still raging. Visiting home while on leave during the war’s early years, Kamber grew frustrated that Americans were ill informed about the conflict, leading, he felt, to a public that didn’t care enough about the bloodshed he was documenting. His frustration grew as the conflict wore on, as the U.S. military took an active role in encouraging public indifference by censoring what could be photographed.
Now Kamber has responded with Photojournalists on War: The Untold Stories from Iraq, a riveting account of the conflict as told by three dozen of the war’s most prominent photographers. Kamber’s interviews with his colleagues cover the war as they saw it—their passion for the story, their fears and daily complications, and the trauma they live with still today. Some of their images are among the most iconic of the war, some are previously unpublished, and many are gruesome, shocking, and utterly dispiriting.
The book is out on May 15, 2013, via University of Texas Press.”
1. Six weeks before the start of the war, a man sits drinking tea at the Al Zahawi cafe on Rashid Street, Baghdad, February 12, 2003. (Bruno Stevens)
2. An Iraqi woman walks through a plume of smoke rising from a massive fire at a liquid gas factory as she searches for her husband. The fire was allegedly started by looters picking through the factory. Basra, May 26, 2003. (Lynsey Addario)
3. An Iraqi child jumps over remains of victims found in a mass grave south of Baghdad. The victims were killed by Saddam Hussein’s government during a Shiite uprising here following the 1991 Gulf War. Al Musayyib, May 27, 2003. (Marco Di Lauro/Getty Images)
4. Samar Hassan,5, screams moments after her parents were killed by U.S soldiers from the 25th Infantry Division. The troops fired on the Hassan-family car when it unwittingly approached during a dusk patrol in the tense northern town. Tal Afar, January 18, 2005. (Chris Hondros/Getty Images)
5. Soldiers of the First Armored Division swim at Uday Hussein’s abandoned palace. Baghdad, July 11, 2003. (Ed Kashi/VII)
6. 1,215 U.S.-military personnel pray during a massive re-enlistment ceremony in Al Faw Palace, one of Saddam Hussein’s former luxurious homes. Baghdad, July 4, 2008. (Ashley Gilbertson/VII)
7. A U.S. soldier watches an Iraqi man who collapsed while being arrested during a raid. Ramadi, January 24, 2006. (Guy Calaf)
8. A man is arrested by U.S. soldiers on suspicion of corruption and complicity in working with anti-coalition insurgents. Baiji, February 8, 2008. (Eros Hoagland/Redux)
9. A U.S. soldier marks the back of a man’s neck with numbers denoting his neighborhood and home, a system designed to help troops determine if people were moving around the village of Qubah despite a lockdown following a U.S. attack on insurgents. Qubah, March 24, 2007. (Yuri Kozyrev/Noor)
10. Rena was nine months pregnant and walking with her youngest sister in Sadr City one day in 2008, when a U.S. air strike tore off her leg, killing her unborn infant and her sister. Sadr City, February 2009. (Farah Nosh)
Jonathan Hobin Re-Creates the World’s Most Infamous Tragedies with Children
more of the album here
Well, Holy Shit.
the last one. This series is pretty brilliant.
Children’s Illustrators: Kay NielsenBorn in Denmark in 1886, Nielsen was inspired by Art Nouveau and Eastern influences in his illustrations, and adopted many practices of Japanese woodcuts, such as asymmetrical composition, large vacant areas, sinuous linework, and flattened perspective.
Echolilia: A Father’s Photographic Conversation with His Autistic Son. Timothy Archibald uses his camera to find an emotional bridge to his son Photographs and text from the book Echolilia: Sometimes I Wonder
My eldest son was born in 2001. He was always a kid who went to the beat of his own drummer. When he was 5, we began making photographs collaboratively as a way to find some common ground and attempt to understand each other. Soon after we began the project, Elijah was diagnosed on the autistic spectrum. Though the diagnosis gave me the words and history to understand my son better, it didn’t take away the mystery and the need to try to find an emotional bridge to him.”Echolilia” is an alternate spelling of a more common term, “echolalia,” used in the autistic community to refer to the habit of verbal repetition and copying that is commonly found in autistic kids’ behavior. I liked the idea of it: photography is a form of copying. Kids are a form of repetition. And looking at my kid with photography allowed me to see myself a new
“not natasha,” a photographic essay on eastern european sex trafficked slaves by dana popa
“I’ll never forget the day Marilyn and I were walking around New York City, just having a stroll on a nice day. She loved New York because no one bothered her there like they did in Hollywood, she could put on her plain-jane clothes and no one would notice her. She loved that. So as we we’re walking down Broadway, she turns to me and says ‘Do you want to see me become her?’ I didn’t know what she meant but I just said ‘Yes’- and then I saw it. I don’t know how to explain what she did because it was so very subtle, but she turned something on within herself that was almost like magic. And suddenly cars were slowing and people were turning their heads and stopping to stare. They were recognizing that this was Marilyn Monroe as if she pulled off a mask or something, even though a second ago nobody noticed her. I had never seen anything like it before.” - Amy Greene, wife of Marilyn’s personal photographer Milton Greene
Household Fashion brands InkFabric Editorial, Myroslava Dronyuk photographed by Andrew Ivaskiv, Illustrated by Julia Slavinska