I’m not an environmental activist. I’m more or less a regular dude who hates taking out biowaste, still drives a diesel because it’s cheaper, and recycles plastic because my wife tells me to. I enjoy our Finnish lake views, clean air, and peaceful sunsets, but rarely thought about losing them… until recently. I was on […]
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When you look at photographs by Eleonora Prignano, it's easy to sit there and contemplate the execution, use of warm colors, and what she had planned in her mind. Things about her work remind us of Henriette Sabroe Ebbesen -- and then it hits us.
I grew up in a fundamentalist Christian cult and was kept separate from the world (both physically and emotionally)," is how photographer Jaina Cipriano starts her interview with the Phoblographer. Truly, this will help define a lot of things with her.
"My identity as a queer artist and my passion for visual storytelling fuel my dedication to capturing these emotions in my work," says photographer Daniel Blake (he/him/his) to the Phoblographer in an interview.
"I struggled to find my identity as a painter; however, when I first started to use photography as a medium, I had found my personal style immediately," says photographer Henriette Sabroe Ebbesen to the Phoblographer in an interview.
"This was originally shot for New York Magazine in the summer of 2008," describes photographer Rodney Smith's Book The End about, the lead photo of this blog post. "The original concept was to create an essential New York picture and incorporate the great New York icon, the yellow taxicab.
If there was some way I could actually frame these flowers floating in ink, I would hang them around my home. Gravity would play spoilsport there, so the next best thing I can do is to get prints of these fantastic photographs by Robert Peek.
“I have lost count of many times I have moved, not only from home to home but away from cities and countries,” explains fine art photographer Jaqueline Vanek to The Phoblographer. “This is why photography has played an important role in my memories for years”.