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Friday, April 1st, 2011

Hiroshi Sugimoto: Lightning Fields exhibition, Fraenkel Gallery, 2009

Dear friends and readers,

As of April 15, I will have a new email address: dhimes@fraenkelgallery.com.

I am thrilled to announce that I have accepted a position as Assistant Director at Fraenkel Gallery, effective mid-April. Yes, I’m moving to San Francisco.

Happily, I will continue to serve on the board of Radius Books, the (amazing) non-profit publishing company that was co-founded with colleagues in 2007; I will also continue to work on certain titles and on new project acquisitions. I’m very proud of the publishing program that we have been able to establish at Radius Books, through the hard work and dedication of the entire team. From books with recognized artists—Lee Friedlander: New Mexico was his 33rd book, and is now sold out—to first monographs with numerous artists—Colleen Plumb, David Taylor, Janelle Lynch, Michael Lundgren, Judy Tuwaletstiwa, Julie Blackmon, Otto Donald Rogers—to a whole slew of titles with artists I have long admired, such as Mark Klett, Michael Light, John Gossage, Alec Soth, Alex Webb and Rebecca Norris Webb, among others. Each title has been unique and we sincerely believe together have contributed to the great dialogue among artists and society.

The new offices for Radius Books, Santa Fe

We have published over 30 books in the last 4 years, which is an accomplishment in and of itself. We’ve also established a library donation program which gets books out to a wide range of students, libraries and institutions around the country. This kind of wide dissemination of important bodies of work is what drives us. David Chickey will continue to serve as Publisher (and Creative Director) of Radius Books, and David Skolkin remains integrally involved with production management for the company. Masumi Shibata, another designer on staff, continues to assist with creative aspects of the books and I’m thankful for his ongoing involvement.

Edward Hopper & Company exhibition, 2009

Sol Lewitt exhibition, Fraenkel Gallery, 2010

FRAENKEL GALLERY
In speaking about my impression of the Gallery over the years (and my complete awe in regards to their publishing program), I’ve often held back somewhat and simply said, “They’re the best photography gallery in North America.” But that’s simply not true (think Atget, Arbus, Adams, Evans, Friedlander, Fuss, Grannan, Marclay, Meatyard, Misrach, Sugimoto, Watkins, Winogrand and on and on…). Fraenkel Gallery is, dare I say, the best photography gallery anywhere.

Established in 1979, it resides at 49 Geary Street, a location where I have often walked in and been awed by the caliber and scope of work presented. I will never forget the “Edward Hopper & Company” exhibition of 2009 which was the best show I’d seen that year in any institution, whether public or private (see above). The artists represented by the Gallery are heroes of photography students worldwide (including myself), and the dose of inspiration regularly presented on their walls is intoxicating.

All of that is without even mentioning the book program! Many of these books I was able to review during my tenure as the editor of the Photo-Eye Booklist, where I developed a love for their attention to detail and book production (something we strive for at Radius!), in addition to the amazing content.

The team at Fraenkel Gallery operates as just that: a team. Jeffrey Fraenkel and Frish Brandt have created an environment that is professional, warm and inviting, a rare combination in any field. I’m proud to join them.

This is a big change, and one that I am jumping into with both feet. I will have a new home—a home situated in a city on a bay with an amazing history. The overlapping histories of San Francisco are legendary, forming one of the richest tapestries in the country. What is interwoven there are deep and fascinating stories that relate not only to the development of photography, but to the intersection of the East and the West and of the entirety of the Americas, as well as a history paramount to the development of this American democracy. I can’t wait to absorb, digest and share it all for years to come.

Darius Himes
Santa Fe, April 2011

 

 

Roger Ballen in Conversation

Sunday, November 15th, 2009

On Monday night, the 9th of November, I had the real privilege of participating in a conversation with Roger Ballen live at the SVA auditorium on 23rd street in Manhattan. Roger Ballen’s work has fascinated me for a long time, and I was thrilled to be able to engage him in dialogue before an audience in New York City. Hosted by SVA and introduced by Chair of the Photography Department, Stephen Frailey, the evening proved to be one of riveting photographs and thought-provoking dialogue. My own introductory notes are below, followed by a video of the evening as well as two passage—one from C.G. Jung and another from Robert Sobieszek’s essay for Shadow Chamber—that I used during the on-stage conversation.

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A movie about wind (and messages)

Saturday, September 12th, 2009

Amazing Days

Tuesday, September 8th, 2009

World Map Population

The semester has begun, and many of my friends and colleagues are back in their classrooms and lecture halls inspiring willing, ready students of higher education.

For me, this (lost) summer was a bit of a technological explosion: I updated this, my WordPress blog (actually, the team at Bad Feather updated it!); got permanently locked out of my FB page (Yes, that’s me. No, I can’t access it. Yes, FB has been notified and NO, they haven’t responded. Yes, my Twitter feed still goes to my status updates and makes it look like I’m actually on FB a lot…but I digress…). I also figured out how to best utilize Twitter (and TweetDeck) and love writing with it; I had fun with my Flip video; I geeked out on various Apps for my iPhone (and recorded an entire “live” album on my built-in Voice Memo App).

I also watched the people (and youth) of Iran challenge their government through the same “social media” networks that many use in frivolous ways on a daily basis, and I honored the imprisoned, innocent Baha’is in Iran who have spent over one year in jail for serving their country and promoting the oneness of humanity.

In addition to the frenetic-ness of the summer, I sat in awe and wonder as various absolutely amazing programs, utilities and apps were developed and released into our Internet-world. I was introduced to Tokbox, Qik, Shazam, and Blip.fm and began using them regularly.

With bluetooth capabilities in our cars, Pandora.com playing on our iPhones, Skype on the laptops and massive file sharing through any number of online services, I began to feel rather Jetsonian. I just need to find Rosie the Robot to complete the picture.

But then I came across this passage (online, of course) by Thoreau:

“Our inventions are wont to be pretty toys, which distract our attention from serious things. They are but improved means to an unimproved end, an end which it was already but too easy to arrive at; as railroads lead to Boston or New York. We are in great haste to construct a magnetic telegraph from Maine to Texas; but Maine and Texas, it may be, have nothing important to communicate.” —Thoreau, Walden

And then this from the maestro:

Benjamin Publish

These two passages instantly resonated with me and my inner dialogue felt stimulated, nourished and challenged. I both agree and disagree with Thoreau and Benjamin. Many of the “inventions” I came across this summer are not much more than “pretty toys” and fall into the entertainment category. In fact, depending on how you use them, all of these tools could reside at the level of superficial entertainment.

But that is precisely the point. It depends on how you use them. For example: the people of Iran (primarily young adults) were able to publicize on a hitherto unprecedented international level what they saw as rigged election results by the Iranian government through utilizing Twitter, Facebook and YouTube. Protests, beatings, police crackdowns and deaths were all placed directly in front of the eyes of the people of the world to see and bear witness to. No longer could a government simply drive over to the TV and radio stations and easily shut down the stream of information flowing to the outside world. Every single person with a cell phone or a PDA was a potential broadcaster in a worldwide sea of journalists. It was truly amazing to watch and follow (and I say that regardless of political positions).

That may beg the question, however: Why do we care what happens to people on the other side of the world? The answer (besides a much longer blog post) is that our world has shrunk to such a degree that we are all connected in ways that, as a human race, we have never been before.

Let me say that again: in the entire history of humanity, humans have never been this in touch with each other—socially, politically, through commerce and the military, through ideas and religion and popular culture—ever before. New realities require new paradigms and new ways of existing. To many, it’s obvious that a new system of ordering society at the global and local levels to facilitate those social, political, commercial, popular culture connections is not only required but will inevitably be constructed. (And to be honest, to be alive at a time when the global body-politic of humanity is passing through such changes is about the most amazing, exciting thing I can even imagine, like witnessing a stormy teenager enter into a confident adulthood.)

Back to the point though. Benjamin’s wonderful observation, made nearly a century ago, is as much about the worth of the content published as it is about the ability to publish, held even more so now by any and all average citizens.

In the world of publishing (and photography book publishing specifically), there is a fascinating development going on in the form of print-on-demand books. As I state in my essay “Who Cares About Books” (published by LACMA in WordsWithoutPictures*), “An entirely new generation of curators, critics and photographers** see the book as a central form of expression in photography.” This appreciation of the book, coupled with the ease and accessibility of book production, thanks to companies like Blurb.com, has fueled a flood of new books, all printed out one at a time using technology that was unthinkable 15 years ago.

Anyway, the coolest tools of the age are all around us, and they only add to the great developments of the twentieth century. The ability to produce a book is only a few clicks away. The responsibility to produce worthwhile content, as Thoreau implies, is still there.

[For someone not at all related to photography but doing amazing book~literature~new media stuff, check out Barbara Hui. Her Litmap project, about Rings of Saturn: An English Pilgrimage by W. G. Sebald will blow you away. Imagine Martin Parr and Gerry Badger's The Photobook: A History organized like this!]

Litmap

* —join essayists and Charlotte Cotton in NYC September 17, 2009).

** —Markus Schaden (of Schaden.com, Europe’s best photobook store talks with Martin Parr  about Parr’s newest book, Playas, published by Editorial RM)

To order the WordsWithoutPictures book (a print-on-demand title), click the image below. This is what will come in the mail (if you order two, that is):

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My favorite Easter story

Sunday, April 12th, 2009

David Sedaris

There are David Sedaris “lovers” and “haters”. I’m an admirer, and when it comes to this particular story, I inevitably find myself nearly on the floor laughing, tears in my eyes. I remember the first time I came across this story. I could NOT stop laughing. Reading this out loud to my mother, Fay Himes, a former minister with an over-charged sense of humor, is one of my fondest memories. Listening to my mother as she enters into one of her laughing fits is like witnessing a force of Nature. It is awe-some, frightening, and mesmerizing all at once. It’s also impossible not to laugh with her. Mid-way through my reading of this story to her, she was on one knee, leaning out of her chair, her whole face red, tears streaming down her cheeks, laugh-screams coming out of her so loudly that they pierced through your whole body. Like I said, it’s one of my fondest memories. That, and listening to her sing and play “Always Look on the Bright Side of Life” off the Life of Brian soundtrack on our family, upright piano.

If you haven’t read or heard this, I hope you enjoy. [Be warned, this approaches blasphemy for some. And remember, God loves laughter.]

Jesus Shaves, by David Sedaris

“What is an Easter?”

“It is,” said one, “a party for the little boy of God who call his-self Jesus, and, you know… like that.” “He call his-self Jesus and then he die one day on two morsels of lumber.” The rest of the class, jumps in offering bits of information that would have given the Pope an aneurysm. “He die one day and then he go above of my head to live with your Father.” “He make the good thing and on the Easter we be sad because someone make Him dead today.”