The double-consciousness of John H. White

It is winter in New Orleans, and my mother is dying. As I sit at her bedside, on the verge of being overcome with grief, I try to distract myself with work. I’ve been asked to write about the great Pulitzer Prize-winning photographer John H. White: his pictures, his legacy, and his famously unique spirit.... Continue Reading →

It is winter in New Orleans, and my mother is dying. As I sit at her bedside, on the verge of being overcome with grief, I try to distract myself with work. I’ve been asked to write about the great Pulitzer Prize-winning photographer John H. White: his pictures, his legacy, and his famously unique spirit.... Continue Reading →

It is winter in New Orleans, and my mother is dying. As I sit at her bedside, on the verge of being overcome with grief, I try to distract myself with work. I’ve been asked to write about the great Pulitzer Prize-winning photographer John H. White: his pictures, his legacy, and his famously unique spirit.... Continue Reading →

It is winter in New Orleans, and my mother is dying. As I sit at her bedside, on the verge of being overcome with grief, I try to distract myself with work. I’ve been asked to write about the great Pulitzer Prize-winning photographer John H. White: his pictures, his legacy, and his famously unique spirit.... Continue Reading →

A young Syrian child plays with his sister on the roof of the now abandoned Idomeni train station in Greece, April 2016. Photograph: Daniel Castro Garcia/Design by Thomas Saxby/John Radcliffe Studio ow do we make sense of Europe’s refugee crisis amid the relentless clamour of Euro-electioneering and a seemingly unending stream of media imagery that... Continue Reading →

A young Syrian child plays with his sister on the roof of the now abandoned Idomeni train station in Greece, April 2016. Photograph: Daniel Castro Garcia/Design by Thomas Saxby/John Radcliffe Studio ow do we make sense of Europe’s refugee crisis amid the relentless clamour of Euro-electioneering and a seemingly unending stream of media imagery that... Continue Reading →

A young Syrian child plays with his sister on the roof of the now abandoned Idomeni train station in Greece, April 2016. Photograph: Daniel Castro Garcia/Design by Thomas Saxby/John Radcliffe Studio ow do we make sense of Europe’s refugee crisis amid the relentless clamour of Euro-electioneering and a seemingly unending stream of media imagery that... Continue Reading →

Mark Duffy: Rising To The Surface (SMBHmag)

How many times have you shouted at a politician on the television? How many times have you heard them repeat the same inane, lamentable sound-bite contrary to the argument at hand? The politician is a creature apart: they claim altruistic vocation yet for a large majority the nature of the beast is careerist narcissism. It... Continue Reading →

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