Sunday 26 November 2017

Mi Madre, Abril 23, 1922 - Nov 25, 2007

Una vez más llegan a la mente su voz, su mirada bondadosa y el rostro que heredamos.
Hoy más que nunca llegan a la mente sus palabras, la memoria de su ejemplo sin igual y tantas otras cosas que se rehusan a perder brillo en estos tiempos que hoy vivimos.

Thursday 2 November 2017

Newcomers to San Francisco, (Laura and Sahara 1984-85)

This beautiful picture brings back some amazing memories from an almost magical time. The first pad on Fulton and Diviss, the discovery of a wonderful city and the new life we all embarked upon.

Monday 25 September 2017

Beto Borja, September 26th 1997

Twenty years have gone by since that morning in Cali where I saw my younger brother alive for the last time. Twenty years which have been enough to fill another lifetime and we must continue to fulfil the mandate of our tasks: to work, to love, to live. And to remember those we carry in our blood, to honour their memory.
My baby brother remains -as it must be in photographs- distant, frozen in time, the downcast gaze fixed forever on this portrait. His spirit still resides in my soul.

Mónika Herrán, Cali 2000 (Yellow Portrait)

By Jack Peilow, ten years had passed since...

This shot was part of a series that young Jack did at the time and was entirely related to beards.  Jack went around town asking men to pose...