I will be living in my small room inside of my even smaller town for an unanticipated extra year. I can't find new things here anymore, so I'm beginning to lose my mind. My daily motions blur together, every experience seeming muted and unconscious as I form suitable responses to questions and complete daily tasks. This work embodies all of the simple and quiet ways that this town has been crawling under my skin. This is my White Line Fever.
— Michelle Norris
Bee corpses ground up for antiquated printing; lake water-soaked prints; heliographs made of tar—the conceptual mastermindoffers a glimpse into his work process in this exclusive Q&A.
While documenting the harsh living conditions of the thousands of African immigrants that work in Italy picking tomatoes, the photographer was confronted by the workers, who demanded dignity — "I am not what I look like" — transforming these pictures into a universal, conceptual exploration of identity.
A massive retrospective exhibition in London allows us to reconsider one of the giants of the field and further appreciate his life-long dedication to the craft of photography. Not to be missed—read our full review.