I watch from my perch in Ogden Utah, 30 miles north of Salt Lake as the world wobbles out of control. The year 2020 arrived and COVID-19 swept across the country. Meanwhile, the President of the divided United States wrapped himself in conspiracy theories and spewed outright lies, fueling the body count by his sheer negligence and stunning incompetence.
In the wake of the killing of George Floyd a massive wave of protests swept the country and the world. When the protests started happening in NYC, I really wanted to be out there and document the history that was unfolding in front of us. I’m still very shaky on using the subways due to the pandemic, so I wanted to ride my bicycle to and from the protests. This meant I would have to be weight conscious with what I was carrying.
This article was motivated by the fact that I believe that, as street photographers, it is our duty to document what is currently happening in the world. When I heard about a BLM march in Vienna I decided this is the kind of event I want to document, to capture, and to share. I am …
Black Lives Matter (through a Petzval 55mm f1.7 MKII Lens) – By Maxime Evangelista Read More
I’ll preface this article by stating that street/documentary photography is neither a preferred genre of photography for me, nor is it one that I consider myself particularly talented at. I’ve always treated photography as more of a calming, meditative activity and my preference for urban landscapes, architecture, and more fine art-related work have left me …
Documenting the #BlackLivesMatter Protests – Some Thoughts and Images – By Dan Shapiro Read More
“I can’t breathe!”, “I can’t breathe!”, “I can’t breathe!”
As a black Latino American living in London, a member of a historically oppressed group, I still have some access, privilege, and attention to contribute. I felt tremendous pain and guilt, watching my people fight for justice from over 3000 miles away. I donated money and shared resources, but still felt unsatisfied. Despite my efforts, I didn’t feel like I was doing my part. I found myself with an immense pressure to contribute more; to get out of my bubble, out of my relative comfort and do something, anything; but what could I do from abroad? It seemed like this was a “U.S.” problem. How should someone living in the UK react?
