In photography there are no shadows that cannot be illuminated. August Sander
That was a line out of a poem I wrote as a seven year old child. I received all sorts of accolades for the poem from my then 2nd grade teacher, only to run directly into the ire of Sister Cletus sometime later in the day for mentioning (Winnie) The Pooh as a great piece … Continue reading Brumbies Running Wild and Free…
To borrow from the title of Alan Seymour’s play “The One Day of The Year” is perhaps not entirely appropriate when it comes to a discussion of Australia Day, but the similarities between the 1958 era description of the behaviour of veterans on Anzac Day and the blue, white and red clad ‘Aussie, Aussie, Aussies’ … Continue reading That One Day Of The Year….
As I look out on the unutterable beauty of the snowcapped mountains of the Ngarigo country that I live in, I can only marvel at the conversation I just had with my friend who is enjoying the humidity of 35 degree heat in Larrakia country. Most Australians, much less the rest of the “white” world … Continue reading The Limit Of Our Sight…
All of you have seen them. You know… those long gliding shots… the ones that have a particular field of view over beaches, snow covered mountains and shiny new housing estates in outer urban areas that property agents are trying to flog. Film clips to impress. Or not, as the case maybe. Shot from drones, … Continue reading DRONES AND DODO’S… Are today’s newest camera technologies tomorrow’s flightless birds? A question to celebrate Robert Capa’s birthday…
Well it seems that the scandal of fauxtojournalist Souvid Datta has set the cat amongst the pigeons and unleashed a very timely investigation of the entire photographic industry by the people who are most concerned with it, that is, other photojournalists. Of course within any industry that thrives on ego stroking from its audience and … Continue reading DON’T BELIEVE THE HYPE…
I am oscillating between amusement, loathing and pity at the moment at the very mention of the name Souvid Datta. Photojournalist Datta, has just been publicly outted for one of the most outrageous flimflams known in photography in the last decade. Amusement, mainly, because I know there must be a bunch of curatorial and editorial … Continue reading FAUXTOGRAPHY, FAKE NEWS AND FLIMFLAM… WHAT THE “EFF” ARE WE DOING?
When long running TV cartoon “The Simpsons” demonstrated a spooky prescience in March 2000, about a Trump American Presidency leaving the country bankrupt, writer Dan Greaney told the Washington Post that Trump was chosen because he was a “Simpsons-esque figure” who fitted “right in there” into that cartoon world. (Source: Sydney Morning Herald) … Continue reading MAD AS HELL…
“A horse is a horse, of course, of course, And no one can talk to a horse of course That is, of course, unless the horse is the famous Mr. Ed.” Interestingly my horses, who don’t actually talk to me, seem to have far, far more horse sense than the famous Mr Eddie MacGuire. In … Continue reading Mister Ed…
I remember the last time I saw my Dad fully conscious before he died. I was a brand new photographer. I had only bought a camera about eighteen months before I had my last conversation with him. And as I made my final visit to him before the life zapping operation he endured, I dragged … Continue reading Photojournalism…now and then…
Living in Australia can feel intensely remote… even in the very centre of Sydney, the largest city in this vast land mass called the Australian continent. Often you can find yourself completely alone walking down a inner city street after midnight… It can sometimes feel like you are the only person alive on this planet … Continue reading After Hours
Lisa Hogben Photojournalist 