No, Maybe
I think of a grudge as a stubborn obstacle, a thorn, an ugly word. I’ve talked to photographers about this before, in a book I edited called Photo No-Nos: Meditations on What Not to Photograph.
Baffler Archives: Odds and Ends
Columns
Helium Quality Targets
Who really wants to be a cowboy?
Enter the Wagon
Look upon my backseat bloodshed, ye mighty, and despair.
Close Range
Carrying on the family way.
And What Kind Are You?
The lack of a moniker meant you had no clan, no land, and thus no past.
What the Water Gave Me
This project began as an accident.
Elegant Company
Toward the end of 1968, Arthur Tress started bringing along his Hasselblad camera on visits to the Ramble. Designed as a paragon of the picturesque in the mid-nineteenth century, the artificial woodland in the middle of New York’s Central Park had become overgrown and ...
Happy Trails
Before I knew it, we were dancing through her apartment in ball gowns, eating chocolate Whoppers she found in her weed drawer.
It’s Not What the World Needs Right Now
I have never engaged with the world so deeply as an artist.
Niagara Falls 2024 A.D.
Around Niagara Falls, the past and present of tourism pile on top of one another.
Facing the Fire
On a former palm oil plantation, a community rebuilds.