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Meet Matt Porteous, William and Kate’s go-to photographer

Meet Matt Porteous, William and Kate’s go-to photographer
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The Princess of Wales, pictured in a photograph taken by Matt Porteous earlier this month

Matt Porteous

The Princess of Wales was pictured for the first time since announcing her cancer diagnosis in a stunning photograph taken by Matt Porteous in June 2024. The photographer has become a favourite of the royals, regularly taking images of Prince and Princess and their children, Prince George, Princess Charlotte and Prince Louis. In this feature, published in Tatler’s July 2023 issue, Tatler’s Harriet Kean spoke to Porteous about his work, swimming with sharks and his relationship with the couple.

Deep underwater in the Caribbean Sea, a nurse shark is gliding over a coral reef. It’s being watched by two divers drifting nearby: he’s tall, athletic, slightly balding, and she has chestnut-coloured, Rapunzel-like hair. They could be anyone, but actually, these explorers have blood as blue as the ocean. They are the future king and queen of England; the current Prince and Princess of Wales. But here, suspended in the sea, they’ve swapped regalia and tiaras for wetsuits and oxygen tanks.

Yes, dear reader, this really happened. Last year, Prince William and Kate went diving with sharks in Belize. It might have been one of the most modern and surprising royal moments in recent history. Accompanying them on this adventure was a man: long-haired, rugged-looking, camera in hand. His name? Matt Porteous, an ocean and wildlife photographer from Jersey whose ‘side hustle’ has been capturing the Wales family for seven years.

Perhaps his story has come full circle. It all started on the surf in his teens, when he first got hold of a waterproof camera and began photographing the crashing waves on the beaches of Jersey.
‘I started capturing what I saw while I was surfing,’ he says. ‘[As a child] I felt that I wasn’t good at expressing myself. I didn’t have a lot of things to say to people. I used photography as a way to express how I saw the world. I was always the one with the camera, taking pictures of my friends and my life. I saw things a bit differently.’ And now, his world has expanded. As well as being
an award-winning ocean photographer, he is a sought-after photographer of society weddings (just ask the Marquess and Marchioness of Blandford, or Ellie Goulding and Casper Jopling.)

Porteous might be a modern-day Lord Snowdon, whose portfolio of royal, society and documentary photography made him so renowned. ‘I’ve never heard that before,’ Porteous laughs. ‘That’s so funny. I’m really not.’ He is simply adamant he’s ‘telling positive stories’, whether he’s shooting the Waleses at home, making a film about protecting sharks or telling the story of French fishermen invading the shores of Jersey. ‘I’m just telling the story of how I see it,’ he concludes. And that vision is expansive: he flits from the beaches of the Bahamas to the shores of Belize, to a fishing town in the Maldives and then to Bali (where he is currently ‘connecting with ocean content creators and hanging out with surfers’). He’s sometimes joined on his travels by his ‘soulmate’ and muse, Mandy Huelin. Together, they’ve road-tripped through Africa, documented fishermen in India and climbed Morocco’s Atlas Mountains.

One Photographer’s Deeply Personal Examination of His Father Wound

One Photographer’s Deeply Personal Examination of His Father Wound

Focusing on his father – who served a prison sentence for drug dealing and attempted murder – Abdulhamid Kircher’s new book Rotting From Within is an unflinching exploration of family and hereditary flaws

June 17, 2024

Abdulhamid Kircher was 17 when he became reacquainted with his father after more than ten years apart. During that time, Kircher and his mother fled an abusive home, relocating from Berlin to Queens, New York, while his father Sedat served a prison sentence in Germany for drug dealing and attempted murder. It was only around the time of their reunion that Kircher began taking photographs, with the camera offering a means of access to both the father he never knew and those parts of himself he’d unwittingly inherited.

Over the next ten years, Kircher spent his summers travelling between Germany and Turkey (the country of his father’s birth), documenting the evolution of their relationship while inadvertently revealing an insidious cycle of patrilineal trauma embedded across multiple generations of his family. The resulting body of work makes up Rotting From Within, a raw and unflinchingly honest project of some 400 images that lays out the impossible complexity of family in all its tangled, fraying beauty.

“A lot of the relationships that I’ve built over the years stem from photography,” explains Kircher, who, at 17, was attending high school in New York and channelling a formative interest in Diane Arbus with his own street photography. “At the time I met my dad, I was very much obsessed with trying to get deeper into every little situation. If I met someone on the street, I would try and go home with them and see if I could take pictures of them naked or having sex or doing drugs.”

With his ties to Germany’s criminal underworld, Sedat proved the perfect gatekeeper for his son’s photographic ambitions, providing him access to a world that would have otherwise remained beyond reach. “It was almost like, all of a sudden, I was at the top of the food chain,” explains Kircher. “I could just be like, ‘I want to photograph this guy smoking crack, can you take me to his house?’ And it would happen within a day.”

In the book’s opening chapter, Kircher offers a glimpse into the intoxicating appeal of his father’s line of work, with dingy, candlelit rooms as the setting for all kinds of nefarious activity. In one photograph, a figure stripped to the waist stands with his back to the camera as he fixes a silencer to a pistol, a second tucked into his waistband. In another, a man’s face looms from the enveloping darkness, lit red by two candles, his expression somewhere between pain and ecstasy as he inhales from a crack pipe.

“I became so obsessed with taking these photos,” says Kircher, for whom photography, at least in the early days, resembled a pursuit of life on the peripheries. “It brought me such happiness that I automatically associated that happiness with this new relationship with my father.” Beyond their initially joyful reunion, however, it didn’t take long for Sedat’s demons to emerge. “Every year that I came back I realised how dark his world was and how stuck he was and how terrible of a person he could be.” 

It was in these moments that Kircher began connecting aspects of his father’s character to his own. “Rotting from within is this uncontrollable aspect of yourself that stems from your father,” he explains. “Even though I didn’t grow up with him, I started having similar tendencies.” Later in the book, Kircher travels to his paternal grandparents’ house in Antalya, Turkey, documenting his time on the road with photographs taken from bus windows and busy intersections. Set in the bucolic countryside, these photographs are worlds away from Berlin, and yet, similar themes of fatherhood and hereditary flaws persist.

In one photograph, Kircher’s grandfather lies in a hospital bed with Sedat by his side, an unmistakable look of devotion in his eyes as he kisses his father’s arm. Later, Kircher’s grandfather is pictured with a slaughtered lamb at his feet – a traditional sacrifice carried out by the head of the household following a near-death experience. Kircher’s diary entries that conclude the book explain that his grandfather was unable to carry out the sacrifice. In that moment, he looks down at his trembling hand as though seeing it for the first time, sensing his encroaching mortality.

By the end of the book, Sedat’s own health is deteriorating and the once fearsome man suddenly appears vulnerable, like a small boy, pictured asleep, in hospital or seeking comfort from his girlfriend. “You can see him getting more depressed as his body starts breaking down,” says Kircher. “That’s the beauty of making work over a decade – you see these changes that only appear with time.” In spite of their ten years spent together, this project yields no neat conclusions on Kircher’s relationship with his father; it remains amorphous, fragile and in flux. “I don’t think it was ever about forgiving him for what he did to my mum. Ultimately the work allowed me to understand him and the environment he grew up in and what made him the person he is. I don’t know exactly what it did for me – that’s probably something I will always be working on.”

Rotting from Within by Abdulhamid Kircher is published by Loose Joints, and is out now. 

Revolutionizing Mobile Photography with the Stunning Diamond Pro

Revolutionizing Mobile Photography with the Stunning Diamond Pro

Unleashing a Visual Powerhouse
Unveiling the cutting-edge Diamond Pro series, redefining the boundaries of mobile photography. The all-new Diamond Pro smartphone captivates with its stellar features, pushing the limits of creativity and innovation.

The Camera Unleashed
Witness the magnificence of the camera system, boasting a 100MP main camera, 120MP telephoto lens, 16MP ultrawide camera, and a 100MP selfie camera. This powerhouse setup ensures unparalleled clarity and sharpness, capturing every detail with precision and vibrancy.

A Feast for the Eyes
Experience photography like never before with the Diamond Pro. From striking portraits to captivating landscapes, every shot is a masterpiece. The dedicated portrait mode enhances beauty settings and bokeh effects, delivering professional-quality results at your fingertips.

Design Redefined
Sleek, slim, and exuding sophistication, the Diamond Pro sets a new standard in style and elegance. Adorned in a luxurious Diamond Black finish, with a seamless OLED display, it is a true statement of opulence and refinement.

A Glimpse into the Future
Embark on a journey of technological marvel with the Diamond Pro. Packed with a massive 6000mAh battery, lightning-fast 150W charging, and a cutting-edge Gen 4 processor, it offers a seamless and immersive user experience.

The Dawn of a New Era
Prepare to be amazed by the Diamond Pro – a revolutionary blend of artistry and innovation, redefining the essence of mobile photography. Stay tuned for the ultimate Diamond Pro experience, set to unveil a new chapter in smartphone excellence.

Additional Facts:
– The Diamond Pro series is equipped with AI-powered photography features that enhance the overall quality of images by optimizing settings based on the scene and subject.
– It supports advanced video recording capabilities, such as 8K video recording at 60fps and slow-motion video at 960fps, providing users with versatile options for capturing moments.
– The Diamond Pro smartphone incorporates advanced image stabilization technology, ensuring smooth and shake-free videos and crisp photos even in challenging shooting conditions.
– It offers a range of creative photography modes, including light painting, long exposure, and panorama, enabling users to experiment with different techniques and styles.

Key Questions:
1. How does the Diamond Pro series compare to other flagship smartphone cameras in terms of image quality and performance?
2. What software enhancements and updates are provided to users to improve the photography experience over time?
3. Are there any privacy concerns or security risks associated with the advanced camera features of the Diamond Pro smartphones?

Advantages:
– High-resolution camera setup for detailed and vibrant photos.
– Advanced photography modes and features for creative expression.
– Elegant design and premium build quality.
– Powerful hardware specifications for seamless performance.
– Long-lasting battery life and fast charging technology.

Disadvantages:
– High price point compared to other smartphones in the market.
– Potentially complex camera settings that may overwhelm casual users.
– Size and weight might be a concern for users seeking a more compact device.
– Limited availability of accessories and third-party software support compared to mainstream brands.

Related Links:
Official Diamond Pro Website

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Is the Honor 200 the best affordable phone for portrait photography?

Is the Honor 200 the best affordable phone for portrait photography?

Honor recently launched its latest smartphone series at an event in Paris — the Honor 200 lite, the Honor 200 and the Honor 200 Pro. I’ve been trying out the mid-range Honor 200, and at only £499, it’s a worthy rival to top Android phones in the same price bracket, like the Google Pixel 8a and the Nothing Phone 2(a).

The camera is its crowning glory and in comparison to the competition, this phone excels at snapping photos of people in particular. Whether you take portraits before you go out, or you love getting group shots of friends and family, the Honor 200 will make the results look stunning.

The camera system is made up of a 50MP portrait main camera, a 50MP telephoto camera, a 12MP ultrawide camera and a 50MP portrait selfie camera. It’s a strong setup and not that different to the Pro model which just uses a slightly different sensor for its main lens. The Honor 200 still has a larger sensor than most similarly-priced handsets, so it should let in more light for better results in dimmer lighting conditions.

I took the Honor 200 out and about with me in Paris, and the results speak for themselves. Before I say any more, take a look at the gallery below to see some examples of unedited photos taken on the handset.

honor 200 sample photo

The pictures I took are detailed and bright with lots of depth and bucket-loads of colour, adding a vibrant glow to the scene. They are slightly oversaturated but as a result, they look full of energy. It’s a shame the ultrawide lens doesn’t produce sharper shots but you can’t have it all!

The Honor 200 really comes into its own shooting portrait photography. Whether you’re using the rear or the front cameras, this smartphone produces flattering shots of people thanks to the dedicated portrait mode with beauty settings and bokeh blurring.

The rear camera takes things a step further with its AI-powered Harcourt Portrait Mode, made in collaboration with the iconic French photography studio that has shot everyone from Karl Lagerfeld to Edif Piaf and Audrey Hepburn. I tried it out and you can see some of the shots I took below.

honor 200 sample portrait

You can shoot in the Harcourt Classic mode for dramatic black-and-white shots, or there are two coloured options for more vibrant true-to-life results. They all play around with light and shadow to make photos look like a professional has taken them.

honor 200 smartphone

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To add to the impressive snapper, the Honor 200 is super sleek, slim and seriously stylish. I’ve been trying out the Emerald Green device and it looks a lot more premium than it actually is, with soft curves, metallic details and a bright 6.7-inch OLED display. Plus there’s a huge 5200mAh battery, super fast 100W charging and a Snapdragon 7 Gen 3 processor under the hood.

I’ve only just started using the Honor 200 but so far I’m impressed by what it has to offer. The best smartphones for photography usually come with an eye-watering price tag, yet the Honor 200 delivers solid hardware and clever AI camera features for less than £500.

Keep an eye out, the full DS review of the Honor 200 will be coming soon.

The Honor 200 is available to pre-order from now and will be available to pre-order from other major UK retailers like Amazon on June 21st 2024.

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Johnny Appleseed photography tips and contest

Johnny Appleseed photography tips and contest

Ready to capture the magic of the Park District? JAMPD naturalist Dan Hodges has a special video with tips and tricks to take your nature photography to the next level. The photos you snap today at Bluffton’s Motter Park could be winners in the JAMPD Nature Photography Contest. Watch the Facebook video HERE.

A Notorious Photograph From a US Massacre in the Philippines Reveals an Ugly Truth

A Notorious Photograph From a US Massacre in the Philippines Reveals an Ugly Truth

In October 1907, the African-American sociologist and civil rights activist W.E.B. Du Bois received a black-and-white photograph printed on a single sheet of paper. The image had been sent by the Anti-Imperialist League, an activist group then campaigning against the U.S. occupation of the Philippines. It had been almost a decade since the U.S. assumed control over the islands, following the Spanish-American War. Yet the occupation remained a deeply contested issue at home. Du Bois was himself thinking about how to effect social change and racial equality through visual communication, and the image, when he received it, stirred something.

“I think that picture is the most illuminating thing I have ever seen,” Du Bois wrote. “I want especially to have it framed and put upon the walls of my recitation room to impress upon the students what wars and especially Wars of Conquest really mean.”

At first glance, the sepia-toned photograph shows merely a grim battlefield with soldiers wearing slouch hats, standing and sitting around what appears to be a ditch bridged by a heavy tree trunk. The ground is littered with debris, while a collapsed hut is visible on the right. In the background, rising smoke half obscures the outline of the jungle.

But a closer look shows something much darker.

A photograph taken on the morning of March 8, 1906, on the eastern crest of Bud Dajo. (John R. White Papers, Knight Library, University of Oregon)

Halfway out of the ditch, the unmistakable form of a woman’s body, head thrown back as if in agony, can be made out. Her right breast is exposed, and a swaddled infant is lying by her side, the small head resting in her lap. Both are clearly dead. Arms and legs and faces emerge from the shapeless piles in the foreground of the image. Yet it still takes a few moments for the viewer to realize that the trench is overflowing with dead bodies and that the “debris” is in fact corpses scattered like rag dolls over the ground among the soldiers.

Taken on the morning of March 8, 1906, the image shows the aftermath of a U.S. military assault on the eastern trail of Bud Dajo, an extinct volcano on the island of Jolo in the southern Philippines. The soldiers are American, of the 6th and 19th Infantry, and the dead are Moros, a Muslim ethnic group locally known as Tausug. It was the third day of fighting, and the last Moro stronghold, on the edge of the crater, had only just been captured.

While the Moros were armed with knives, spears, a few outdated guns and black-powder cannons, the U.S. forces were able to deploy mountain artillery, machine guns, repeating rifles and revolvers loaded with expanding bullets. At least a thousand Moro men, women and children were killed, leaving little more than a dozen survivors. Reported U.S. casualties amounted to just 21 dead and 73 wounded.

In the photograph, there is something deeply incongruous and disconcerting about the apparent ease of the exhausted soldiers resting among the torn and twisted bodies of the dead. Most of the men are looking directly at the camera, yet they betray no emotions — the proximity of death does not seem to concern them. Like hunters after a successful shoot, they are posing for the camera with the dead Moros as if they were trophies.

While the soldiers are leaning on their modern rifles, the dead appear unarmed. One soldier on the left is holding a long spear, taken from the Moros. The photograph is just another memento of what became known to the public as the Battle of Bud Dajo. The soldiers pilfered belongings from the dead, looking for exotic artifacts. Weeks later, when the bodies had decomposed, they would return to the site and collect the skulls of the Moros as souvenirs. Yet the photo that Du Bois received would prove to be the most enduring physical reminder of what had happened at Bud Dajo.

We usually think of atrocity photography as an effort by journalists or humanitarian workers to document violence and suffering or as an ethical act aimed at raising awareness and mobilizing intervention. But what about those images produced by perpetrators themselves — not to record an atrocity but to celebrate its violence? Twenty years after the pictures of prisoner abuse in Abu Ghraib prison in Iraq were first released, we still struggle with how to deal with “trophy” photographs that force us to see atrocities through the eyes of their perpetrators.

The photograph that Du Bois received, which showed the massacre of Moros by U.S. soldiers, was an early example of this type of macabre celebration, made possible by the gradual profusion of camera technology around the world.

By the early 20th century, small and relatively cheap film cameras were already commonplace. But the photograph at Bud Dajo was taken with an older and heavier type of camera that used a glass plate to capture the negative. Since the exposure time was several seconds, such a camera had to be carefully positioned on a tripod, while the object had to remain absolutely still. This resulted in more composed and stilted images, where any movement would result in a blur — as can be seen in the figures in the background of the photograph.

At Bud Dajo, the photographer decided to set up their camera in the middle of the carnage and ask the battle-worn soldiers to face the device and remain still while he captured the grisly scene. This was not a spontaneous snapshot taken in the heat of battle. It was a carefully staged tableau, preserved for posterity only after significant effort. And yet such imagery was already far from rare. Indeed, Bud Dajo was not the first time U.S. troops triumphantly photographed the people they killed.

The earliest battlefield photography in the U.S. showed the corpses of soldiers killed during the Civil War. These photos were used as tragic symbols of national sacrifice, often posed artfully and in a respectful manner. None of the empathy elicited by these images, however, was to be found in the photographs of non-white people who got in the way of America’s relentless territorial expansion and the pursuit of its so-called Manifest Destiny.

On Dec. 29, 1890, the U.S. military attempted to disarm a small band of half-frozen Lakota Indians who had fled their reservation in South Dakota. When a gun went off, the U.S. cavalry began shooting indiscriminately at the Lakota who were crowded together, while artillery on the surrounding high ground opened fire on their camp. In the ensuing slaughter, which later became infamous as the Wounded Knee Massacre, almost 300 men, women and children were killed, many of them hunted down by mounted troops who pursued the survivors for miles across the snow-covered prairie.

The presence of dozens of journalists and photographers immediately turned Wounded Knee into a major media event, and the stark photographs of half-naked corpses frozen stiff in grotesque poses were widely reproduced and distributed in the form of postcards and newspaper illustrations. Since the photographic evidence showed only the sordid aftermath of the massacre, it was left to illustrators like Frederic Remington to reimagine Wounded Knee as a pitched battle in which the only casualties were implausibly shown to be the U.S. cavalry. Similar to Bud Dajo, the label of “battle” was used to mask the one-sided butchery of this massacre, which is usually considered as marking the end of the “Indian Wars.”

Almost a decade later, when U.S. military forces first occupied the Philippines following the brief war with Spain in 1898, the camera was again deployed to survey and document the new colonial subjects, and to sell the imperialist project to the American public.

Photography became as indispensable a tool of empire as the telegraph, railway or machine gun. While many of the images sent home from the war were ethnographic in style, the battles with poorly armed Filipino insurrectos, or insurgents, proved particularly popular and were printed as stereographs that could be viewed with a stereoscope to produce a three-dimensional effect. Notably, none of the imagery to emerge from the Philippines showed American casualties. Instead, U.S. soldiers were included in battle scenes exclusively as victors, often showing troops standing alongside trenches full of dead insurrectos, much as they do in the photo from Bud Dajo.

This style of celebration of slaughter through the camera lens also manifested domestically. In the U.S., the visual juxtaposition of living white bodies and lifeless Black bodies found its most horrific expression in the genre of lynching photography. The brutal torture and murder of countless Black men by white vigilantes in the American South, of which there were more than 60 reported instances in 1906 alone, usually drew large crowds of spectators. But they also attracted entrepreneurial photographers, whose grim images of dehumanized bodies were sold as souvenir postcards.

During the first decade of the 20th century, photography thus played a crucial role in disseminating the message of violence that underwrote American assertions of white supremacy at home, and celebrated imperialism and military victory abroad. The same racialized logic that enabled U.S. soldiers to slaughter Moro men, women and children at Bud Dajo without compunction, also allowed them to subsequently photograph the corpses like trophies — something that would have been inconceivable had they been white.

The image of the trench at Bud Dajo not only documented an atrocity but was also a logical extension of the violence itself. Crucially, it turned the events of March 1906, on a remote island in a far-flung corner of the empire, into a spectacle that could be consumed from the safe distance of the American homeland.

News of the Battle of Bud Dajo reached the U.S. long before the photograph did. While a cablegram from Manila could cross the Pacific — with relays through Guam and Hawaii — and reach the U.S. mainland in a matter of minutes, a photograph would have to be sent by mail onboard a ship that took about a month to cover the same route. The initial reports were short on details but described the crushing defeat of what were referred to as “Moro outlaws” by heroic American soldiers.

The disparity in casualties was seen as a tribute to the military commanders and indisputable proof of American soldiers’ skill and bravery.

“No one can read of that valorous fight,” the editorial of one newspaper proclaimed, “without a thrill of pride in the boys of the United States Army, who scaled the almost perpendicular crags and wiped out the incensed heathen from the face of Christendom.” President Theodore Roosevelt personally sent a message to Maj. Gen. Leonard Wood, military governor of Mindanao, who had ordered the assault, writing, “I congratulate you and the officers and men of your command upon the brilliant feat of arms wherein you and they so well upheld the honor of the American flag.”

As more details emerged, including descriptions of the indiscriminate slaughter of women and children, there were some critical voices. The famous humorist and writer Mark Twain, who was a long-standing critic of the U.S. occupation of the Philippines, wrote a scathing critique in response to Roosevelt’s telegram. “He knew perfectly well that our uniformed assassins had not upheld the honor of the American flag,” Twain wrote, “but had done as they have been doing continuously for eight years in the Philippines — that is to say, they had dishonored it.”

The criticism and moral outrage mobilized by anti-imperialists, however, could not be sustained in the long run. The Roosevelt administration eventually managed to bury the story of the massacre on a remote volcano in the Philippines. Having dominated the headlines in the U.S. for several weeks, Bud Dajo soon faded from the public eye. By the time San Francisco was hit by a major earthquake on April 18, 1906, instantly becoming the dominant news story, distant events in the Philippines were already forgotten.

It was at this point that Wood and the military authorities were first made aware of the existence of the photograph from Bud Dajo. A U.S. official in Manila reported:

I have just ascertained that a school-teacher named Miller, now in Japan on leave, has a photograph in his possession of the Dajo fight, in which is shown a half-naked female corpse, with a gash in the breast, and lying near the bodies of several infants. American soldiers are standing near, gazing at them, and due to light and shade the female corpse looks like that of a white woman. Miller has shown the picture to several people and boasted that he intended to sell it (of course at a long figure) for use in the next Presidential campaign. His remarks on the subject of the fight have not been complementary [sic] to our people, and he claims that it was a massacre.

Evidently, the real concern over the image was not the violence it depicted as much as the fact that the dead Moro woman at its center might be mistaken for a white woman. While the massacre of Indigenous people was considered justified, a racial “misreading” of such an image would be damaging to both Wood and his supporters, including Roosevelt. Wood’s staff also noted that another copy was said to be in the hands of a soldier and suggested that efforts should be made to intercept the images: “It may be possible to destroy them.”

Despite their best efforts, the authorities failed to prevent the image from reaching the American public. When the photograph was eventually published on June 23, 1906, in the popular magazine Harper’s Weekly, however, there was no outcry whatsoever. A slightly cropped version of the image of the trench was reproduced together with another photograph of a wounded American soldier being transported on a mule following the assault. Beneath the two images, the caption read, “The Fight on Mount Dajo,” followed by a brief account:

The photographs on this page picture scenes connected with the battle between Moro outlaws on Mount Dajo, on the island of Jolo, and the American troops, early last March, when, in the face of almost insurmountable difficulties, the Americans exterminated the band of 600 savages who had made themselves a menace to the island. Mount Dajo is extremely steep and rugged, the last 500 feet of the ascent having an angle of from 50 to 60 degrees, and the last 50 feet being practically perpendicular. The outlaws were strongly fortified, and it was up to a veritable death-trap that the Government troops had to fight their way. Twenty of the Americans were killed and twenty-five wounded.

The use of the term “outlaw” to describe the Moros entrenched on Bud Dajo, including the women and children, deprived their resistance of any political legitimacy and reduced the conflict to a matter of law and order. Rather than the barely human forms of the dead Moros, it was the American soldiers who were presented as the real victims of Bud Dajo, and for whom the reader’s empathy was intended. The general belief in American exceptionalism and the implicit righteousness of “benevolent assimilation,” as the civilizing mission in the Philippines was called, thus remained strong. Instead of being a source of shame, the Battle of Bud Dajo was in fact celebrated within the U.S. Army, and three of the officers who had participated in the assault were later awarded the Congressional Medal of Honor.

Du Bois’ belief in the efficacy of the photograph as a means of raising awareness and mobilizing public outrage was commonplace at the beginning of the 20th century, much as it is today. The camera was thought to provide an incorruptible representation of reality, and it was, as such, well-suited to expose the true state of the world — whether that be the brutality of slavery, the squalid living conditions of the poor or the horrors of imperialism in Africa.

Photographs of the mutilated victims of the Belgian King Leopold’s brutal regime in Congo, for instance, were widely distributed by his critics, in pamphlets and other publications, and even shown at public meetings using magic lantern projectors. Just a few years earlier, Twain had written a searing satire, “King Leopold’s Soliloquy,” in which he imagined Leopold describing the camera — “that trivial little kodak, that a child can carry in its pocket” as “the only witness … I couldn’t bribe.”

The Anti-Imperialist League had in fact sought to achieve something similar with the photo from Bud Dajo, and hundreds of copies were printed and mailed directly to members of the U.S. Senate, as well as to Du Bois. However, their faith in the power of the image turned out to be misplaced. Despite their efforts, the campaign failed to elicit any public outcry. Instead, the photograph was turned into a postcard, much like the ones from Wounded Knee or the Philippine-American War, and the spectacle of the massacre reduced to a colonial commodity.

In the end, even Du Bois never found out what the story behind the photograph was, and he never got a copy to hang in his office. Unlike the My Lai Massacre in 1968 during the Vietnam War or the use of torture at Abu Ghraib, what happened at Bud Dajo failed to become a historic touchstone. Despite the graphic evidence of this atrocity, few people outside the Philippines today are aware that it even took place.

In her final published essay, Susan Sontag reflected on the power of the photos from Abu Ghraib, which she saw as a visual antidote to the insidious euphemisms of the war on terror. Crucially, she also recognized these digital souvenirs as the modern-day equivalent of the monochrome photographs produced of lynchings in the American South, with their grim juxtaposition of Black victims and gleeful white spectators. The distance between the past and the present seems indeed to fade in the staged triumphalism of trophy photos. The fact is that we have seen it all before — at Bud Dajo, in Iraq and Afghanistan or, at this very moment, in Gaza.

At a time when we are inundated with images of suffering, the problem is not that we have looked at too many photos but that we haven’t looked closely enough. If the act of bearing witness is to be more than a cliche, we cannot afford to look away. More importantly, we must also have the courage to recognize what it is that we see.

In a trophy photo, there is no room for the passive tense; it is only too obvious who is doing what and to whom. A trophy photo is never an image of a “tragedy.” And so, when perpetrators show us who they are, we ought to pay attention. In the past as much as the present, atrocities are not simply constituted by physical acts of violence but also by the way they are legitimized, covered up or deliberately forgotten. If we cannot prevent atrocities, we can at least make them more difficult to justify. By insisting on truth, we can make it that much harder to commit a massacre and call it a “battle.”

One thousand miles away or 100 years ago, the moral obligation not to avert our eyes from the pain of others thus remains the same. We are not responsible for the past and we cannot change it. But we are responsible for our actions today, as well as for what we choose to see or ignore. History is not simply something to look back on but something to confront and to act upon. That was true more than a century ago at Bud Dajo and it is true today, as a steady drumbeat of images of dead and wounded from Gaza continues to reach the world. The purpose of this story is not to say, “Look what they did then,” but rather, as the film director Jonathan Glazer has said, “Look what we do now.”

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Camera House Of Calcutta: Keeping Old-School Photography Alive In Age Of Camera Phones

Camera House Of Calcutta: Keeping Old-School Photography Alive In Age Of Camera Phones
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In the heart of Calcutta, where old-world charm intertwines seamlessly with modernity, lies an establishment that has stood the test of time — Camera House of Calcutta. This venerable institution is more than just a store; it is a testament to an enduring legacy of excellence and passion for photography that has spanned generations. As one steps through its doors, the ambience transports you back to an era when capturing moments required more than clicking a button on one’s phone.

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‘It’s never a pleasant image’: why fashion’s hottest photographer has a leg fixation

‘It’s never a pleasant image’: why fashion’s hottest photographer has a leg fixation

Halfway through our interview, I tell Alessio Bolzoni that he is unusual: a fashion photographer without an ego. He snorts with laughter. “There’s no way you can do the work and share it with people without a bit of ego,” he says. “But I try to talk to it and work with it.”

Bolzoni’s ego has certainly been stroked recently: he worked on campaigns for brand-of-the-moment Miu Miu and took some very sweaty and sexy on-court shots of Zendaya, Mike Faist and Josh O’Connor to promote Luca Guadagnino’s stylish tennis film Challengers. But alongside this, the Italian-born photographer also produces artwork. An exhibition, There’s a Fine Line Between Love and Hate, You See, opens this month at VO Curations gallery in London.

Bolzoni’s work in fashion, with its awkward poses and contrasting backdrops, could be described as quirky and arty, while also making clothes look really good. By contrast, in his artwork, he goes deep with high-minded statements and references, to Sigmund Freud, Slavoj Žižek and more. Take the diptych series Accumulo, which combines found images and newspaper pictures of people cropped to show just their legs. “My focus,” he says, “was people walking. Then I understood that the part that was interesting to me was the legs. It was magical to find details that match perfectly – the position of the foot or the same shadow.”

The title of the work refers to a wider theme for Bolzoni: the images we are now bombarded with. “It is crazy, overwhelming. A bunch of images every day.” While he is, of course, contributing to this explosion, his artworks increasingly incorporate found imagery. Ebay, another series, features collages made from photographs of a 1950s family found on the online marketplace.

“Photography is really stuck with reality,” he says “which is very fascinating, but also very limited. We have to bend that limit.” He cites Roni Horn and Anne Collier as influences and likes to take “visual notes” – snaps on his iPhone of things that catch his eye. The last picture he took is a slightly surreal image captured on a sunny London street. At first glance, the object in it looks like a sculpture, or a giant piece of discarded chewing gum, but is actually a screwed-up white T-shirt.

Playing with perception fits into Bolzoni’s interest in the uncanny – an idea that feels more relevant than ever in a digital world where things are often not what they seem. “It’s something I really like to play with,” he says. “It’s never a pleasant image. I want you to feel something. I want you to engage – and respond.”

He takes a sip of his tea, served from a silver teapot in this rarefied Marylebone hotel. Now based in London, after living in Paris, the 44-year-old is dressed in the fashion photographer uniform of artfully rumpled shirt and chunky trainers (Rankin wears something similar, as does Juergen Teller, although his trainers are paired with neon shorts). It signposts how, even with his artistic work, he remains immersed in fashion: he was excited to work with influential Miu Miu stylist Lotta Volkova and describes Guadagnino as “like a brother”. Is fashion glamorous? “When you are shooting out in the street, sweating in 40 degrees – no.” He laughs and adds: “But it’s quite fun. You meet fantastic people.”

Bolzoni hails from Crema, near Milan. He first became interested in photography as a teenager. He was schooled by his art teacher and the proprietor of a 24-hour store. His interest in found imagery began early too – with a metal box his grandmother had, full of family photographs. Using his dark room, he reprinted these from the negatives, framing them for a Christmas present.

Bolzoni’s career took off in the 2010s, when he began working with brands like Kris Van Assche and Phillip Lim, making him a relatively late bloomer – he’d just entered his 30s – in an industry obsessed with youth. Leaving Italy was crucial. “I had limits there,” he says. “The art scene is very poor. The bad decades of Berlusconi – they destroyed what was amazing in Italy, from after the war up until the 60s and 70s. From the 80s on, everything was lost.”

He returned to Milan at the start of the pandemic. The sojourn led to one of Bolzoni’s favourite projects – 2018’s Abuse, which consists of portraits of people making twisted poses, their faces concealed – gaining more attention. He persuaded the owners of billboards to feature these photographs instead of adverts. “This was an idea I had when I was at school,” he says. “Driving through the city and seeing these bodies coming out from buildings was very emotional. You catch one and wonder, ‘What is that?’ I didn’t put my name on them, though. There’s no explanation. You take from them what you want.”

The same applies to all of his artwork. “There’s no solutions, there’s no positions,” he says. The care Bolzoni takes not to come down on one side goes for the fashion world too. When I ask which brands he might like to work with next, he says: “I’ve got no response to that. You have to be very political, give a lot of appreciation to the people that call you, ask to work with you. I never take it for granted.”