Broom, Pankhurst, and His Royal Highness

 Christina Broom’s story is a bit different from Shirley Baker’s, the British photographer I wrote about recently. Born several generations earlier, Broom (1862-1939) became a photographer from financial necessity when her ironmonger husband sustained a cricket injury that put him out of work. Of course, it is anybody’s guess what makes a gal choose a […]

Shirley Baker at The Photographers’ Gallery

What a joy to be introduced to the work of this documentary photographer, unable apparently to thrive in  the journalism career she’d longed for because of her SEX, yet producing some of the loveliest, most direct, and most communicative street photography on the planet. Like  European and American women photographers in her cohort (think Gertrude […]

Nature normal, humans awed.

I just found a wonderful cluster of photos, thanks to Bored Panda, purporting to show organic matter embracing and snaking its way through human-built structures. Among these, I’m not surprised to note, is a shot by yet another photographer of the abandoned Namibian mining village I wrote about a few weeks ago. These are beautiful, […]

The broad VU’

  The galerie VU’ in Paris hosts ambitious shows in a bright, simple, labyrythine space on rue Saint Lazare. Last September I saw Graeme Williams’s generous exhibit of a career of photographing South Africa. Today I caught the tail end of a likewise provocative and beautiful exhibit of two women photographers, one capturing (like Williams) […]