Life magazine is being resuscitated … again. I guess Time Inc. can't run away from such a well-known brand, but neither has it had any luck turning a profit. Life, as some of you know, was a wonderful venue for photojournalists to publish their photo essays or stories. It has had many up's and downs and avatars in between. We'll have to see what this one will be like. According to Mediabistro.com, “as Life magazine gets set to relaunch October 1, New York's International Center of Photography hosts a retrospective of the magazine's most iconic prints.”
[Addendum: Found this link on the NYTimes pages about the Life exhibit]Poignant Perspective
By Melanie Light, Director, Fotovision:
The Photojournalism Festival at Perpignan was exciting, intense, disturbing and fun. 3,000 professionals converged on this lovely town in southern France for a week. 45 agencies had booths, throngs of photographers were showing their work and important deals were being cut. There were symposia and press conferences. 30 photographers had shows in venues about town and every night there was a slide show of even more work by yet more photographers. They were held outdoors on giant screens. Numerous prizes were awarded to photographers.
Much of the work involved crisis photography and so, despite the idyllic setting of this town, the subject matter was very intense and very disturbing, at times. A certain portion of the stories would never be printed because the subject matter is much too grisely. It seemed that the quality of the images were somewhat affected by pressure to shoot the sensational shots. When I compared a lot of the contemporary work to that of the two retrospective shows of work by Willy Ronis and Charles Harbutt, it seemed that a certain lyrical, or simply earthy quality has been lost in favor of a dramatic aesthetic.
The industry, as judged by this festival, is under stress. In the same way that the music industry has become monopolized, so has the media. Consequently, there has been a big squeeze on the photographers and the agencies. There is a ton of great talent out there and competition to get printed is fierce, with most work done by freelancers. Even the most heralded and highly skilled photographers have a hard time getting their long-term projects funded and published. They do a lot of assignments they don't necessarily want to do in order to shoot their “real” projects on the side. I also noticed a trend for many photographers to live in Asia because it is so much cheaper than living in Europe or the U.S.
After a week of immersion in this environment, I realized the two best skills a photographer can have are to be able to edit his/her own work really well and to get a grip on the business side of the industry. So many of the young photographers I met had spent a lot of time and energy getting to Perpignan, but really were not prepared to negotiate and operate like a professional. One of the least popular symposia was probably the most important one for this group. It was a lecture by an international copyright lawyer who works for Corbis. There were a handful of middle-aged, mid-career people who were there because they had had first hand experience with the many pitfalls of copyright infringement. A photographer's pictures are all he or she has. That creative body of work must accrue over time and will become a source of passive income and a retirement plan, if protected. Most young photographers are desperately trying to get their foot in the door, but it just doesn't make sense to sell oneself out for a tear sheet.
The other thing I realized after a few days of viewing all of this crisis photography is that I was beginning to feel battle fatigue. Story after story of unbelievably graphic human suffering washed over me and through me until I felt emotionally numb. And then, it hit me. These photographers must be profoundly affected by this work. I began to ask some of the well-known photographers how they handled the stress. At first, most of them said it didn't bother them, or that their families were a safe refuge. But slowly, they admitted that it was very difficult. One photographer said that after his first assignment in a war zone, he kept waking up at night in a full sweat. He thought he was sick, until he realized he was having nightmares and suffering the aftershock of his experience in war. Another photographer says that she will be flooded with images at unpredictable times, like when she is brushing her teeth.
These photojournalists and their counterparts, writers, should have some help dealing with these symptoms of Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. The military has a psychological unit on the frontline to assist the soldiers and treatment available for them when they return. But the media workers have nothing. If they are freelance, they might not even have health insurance at all. Not only are they pressured to file one story and start another, but the whole culture of journalists is to be very macho.
How would anyone even begin to set up counseling services for them – journalists are a herd of cats. My husband jokingly suggested that I set up a new foundation called Therapists Without Borders and it became a running joke for the entire week at Perpignan. But, in fact, it wasn't such a bad idea. Instead of the trailer that Doctors Without Borders set up so we could all experience a refugee camp (very, very cool, but very, very redundant), Therapists Without Borders could have set up a trailer to educate journalists about coping with trauma: symptoms they might experience, how to prepare for a crisis situation, resources for their return.
All in all, this was a fascinating experience for me, as an observing outsider. I learned a lot, met some really wonderful people and really hope photojournalism finds its way through these dark times.
VISA04
Bangalore-based photojournalist Mahesh Bhat visited Perpignan this year for Visa Pour L'Image, the world's premier photojournalism gathering. This is his report:
There is a saying at VISA POUR L'IMAGE that you'll never know who you are sitting next to. It could not have been more evident than on the evening of September 5th. The La Poste bar at Perpignan was full of photographers,editors and agents. Well past midnight, the table on our left was team National Geographic, on our right was VII photographers and Magnum. There was Kent Koberstein, John Stanmayer, Jonathan Bendickson and many more top names. VISA, arguably the greatest festival of photojournalism is held every year in Perpignan, France. This year it celebrated photojournalism for the 16th time.
I was attending VISA for the first time. As the TGV speeding towards Perpignan from Paris attained its maximum speed, the French country side became a blur. It was almost midnight of August 29th when I reached my hotel. The next morning registration was at the Hotel Palms in the city center. Palms is in a historic building with oodles of old world Europe and a court yard with trees, plants and all on the first floor! Day 1 of the professional week, things were slow in true French style. Members of the Association of photo editors (ANI) were there to look at the portfolios of freelance photographers and point them towards the right agennts who were congregating at the Palais De Congress, a short distance away.
Day two was slow too, most of the agencies hadn't arrived and some were kind of busy setting up their stalls on the second floor of the Palais De Congress. I was fortunate to meet Ken and Melanie Light and a talented young photographer, Louie Palu at breakfast on day two. Ken is a well known documentary photographer and adjunct professor of photography at Graduate School of Journalism at the University of California Berkeley. Louie is a staffer at the Toronto Globe and has done a wonderful photo feature on a family migrating from Peshawar to Toronto.
There were 29 photo exhibitions at the various historical places in Perpignan; that was some treat . The evening screenings, on a 20'X60′ screen were awesome. Over 4000 people attended the screenings every evening! The images shown were mainly on the various conflicts raging in Africa and the Middle East and AIDS.
By Thursday all the top agents had set shop and many of us were busy setting up appointments to show our portfolios. Well the pace was hectic.
It was an intense experience for me. I felt fortunate to have had the opportunity to meet several talented photographers and top editors. I came back to India with my passion for still images reignited! I am sure I'll be there again in 05.
Have You Made A Difference?
The Australian PhotoJournalist is a boutique journal that casts a critical eye across journalism and attempts to challenge the notions and practices currently employed in that profession.
The Australian PhotoJournalist magazine's forthcoming issue is on ‘Celebrating Journalism: journalism that makes a difference'. As part of this issue we would like to include a fact sheet on journalists and photographers who have
made tangible differences as a result of their work.We are looking to include people like Canadian Journalist and former radio producer, Jane Macklohone who is giving her time and money to teach the women of Afghanistan to use their country‚s airwaves to change the way that they are viewed in their society.
If you or someone you know has done something similar as a result of writing an article or assignment we would like to include you in our next issue. Your prompt response would be much appreciated as we are compiling within this week. We are still struggling to find journalists who have made a difference in the situations and people they document. Is this happening? We would love to acknowledge anything of this sort.
Thanking you for you time.
Laura Boase
APJ Editorial Board
Phone: 61 7 3875 3168
Fax: 61 7 3875 3202
Dept of Photography
QCA Griffith University
PO Box 3370
South Brisbane QLD
Australia 4101
Life Photog Dead
Legendary photographer Carl Mydans is dead.
“Mydans travelled the world with his cameras, witnessing and recording landmarks of history – from the gaunt faces of 1930s dust-bowl farmers to General Douglas MacArthur wading ashore on his return to the Philippines in 1944.”
First Bresson, now Mydans. Are the lights dimming?
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