These three Japanese American women are just arriving to Lone Pine, California (May 1942, photographer unknown). They’re walking to a bus that will take them to Manzanar internment camp. There is so much to love about this photograph: the saddle shoes and socks combination, the headscarf, the…
Just came across this really interesting photography project by Danish photojournalists Sofia Wraber and Nanna Kreutzmann—interesting both in its artistic concept and in its obvious preference for blue-eyed white people. Either people of color never age or their existence just isn’t important enough for this kind of documentation. Also, as is typical of these sorts of projects, women are clearly an afterthought. I wonder how long that “coming soon” notice is going to stay up there…
Days With My Father is a touching photo journal by Phillip Toldedano, who photographs and narrates his father’s last years alive. He’s able to capture his father in altering states due to his lack of short-term memory, which means he cannot register where he is or even the fact that his wife has passed away. It’s a beautiful set of photographs and stories that will leave you in tears, and I definitely recommend taking a look. Toldedano has finally published a Days With My Father photo essay in book form, which you can find here. I plan on buying it soon.
