John Payton Foden
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Magenta
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Befitting her recognized genius by the MacArthur Foundation, Corinne Dufka has published a master stroke of photo-journalism. This Is War (G Editions: New York) is a collection of combat photos taken over a decade working on the frontlines. This Is Wa ...more |
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“At the edge of the field Silva and Stefan witnessed heartrending images in greyscale as thousands of desperate refugees streamed down the road in leaden shades of melancholy. This somber line of tired and dirty humans moved so close together that they jostled each other with each step; their random movements reminded Silva of corks bobbing in a slow moving stream. They watched them pass from the side of the road, but eventually fell-in, trudging along with the suffering others, feeling safer in numbers, hoping for a destination worth finding.”
― Magenta
― Magenta
“Stefan, please, get to work. Take a picture of this.
You want a photo? Of this?
War in all its ugliness. A Pulitzer Prize awaits.
You want me to document a war crime? Your war crime?
Yes. I do.
You understand they can’t be untaken.
Proceed.”
― Magenta
You want a photo? Of this?
War in all its ugliness. A Pulitzer Prize awaits.
You want me to document a war crime? Your war crime?
Yes. I do.
You understand they can’t be untaken.
Proceed.”
― Magenta
“Then Drago began the deliberate, precise, business-like process of killing. A knee-buckling burst of fire and flash laid waste to men and material within seconds. A Panhard vehicle to Silva’s left simply disappeared in an explosion that spraying metal parts willy-nilly in every direction in a spread so thorough that Drago thought they were under fire, and he yelled at his men to respond. Another blast destroyed a six-wheeled reconnaissance vehicle, but it didn’t break it apart; it simply expanded as if swollen or bloated, like an air mattress or inflatable toy, though it still had weight and quickly collapsed over its own suspension. Some trucks were overturned; a Jeep flipped end-over-end. None were left unscathed. In short order, what had been ten or twelve vehicles were reduced to a single steaming and smoking pile of metal.”
― Magenta
― Magenta
“Then Drago began the deliberate, precise, business-like process of killing. A knee-buckling burst of fire and flash laid waste to men and material within seconds. A Panhard vehicle to Silva’s left simply disappeared in an explosion that spraying metal parts willy-nilly in every direction in a spread so thorough that Drago thought they were under fire, and he yelled at his men to respond. Another blast destroyed a six-wheeled reconnaissance vehicle, but it didn’t break it apart; it simply expanded as if swollen or bloated, like an air mattress or inflatable toy, though it still had weight and quickly collapsed over its own suspension. Some trucks were overturned; a Jeep flipped end-over-end. None were left unscathed. In short order, what had been ten or twelve vehicles were reduced to a single steaming and smoking pile of metal.”
― Magenta
― Magenta
“Stefan, please, get to work. Take a picture of this.
You want a photo? Of this?
War in all its ugliness. A Pulitzer Prize awaits.
You want me to document a war crime? Your war crime?
Yes. I do.
You understand they can’t be untaken.
Proceed.”
― Magenta
You want a photo? Of this?
War in all its ugliness. A Pulitzer Prize awaits.
You want me to document a war crime? Your war crime?
Yes. I do.
You understand they can’t be untaken.
Proceed.”
― Magenta
“At the edge of the field Silva and Stefan witnessed heartrending images in greyscale as thousands of desperate refugees streamed down the road in leaden shades of melancholy. This somber line of tired and dirty humans moved so close together that they jostled each other with each step; their random movements reminded Silva of corks bobbing in a slow moving stream. They watched them pass from the side of the road, but eventually fell-in, trudging along with the suffering others, feeling safer in numbers, hoping for a destination worth finding.”
― Magenta
― Magenta
“I want you to write like Alice Munro. Stir the world. Make people see the horror; show them their suffering relatives; show them that they’re not safe. Let them know that they can’t even begin to imagine what’s happening here. By making my reality more compelling than reality television is the only way you’ll get their attention.
Psychotic and cynical.
Who can tell the difference anymore between a severed head and a special effect? Can you? I doubt it, and I know you’ve been in the middle of it all and seen the damage first-hand.”
― Magenta
Psychotic and cynical.
Who can tell the difference anymore between a severed head and a special effect? Can you? I doubt it, and I know you’ve been in the middle of it all and seen the damage first-hand.”
― Magenta