"We have lived together for ten years, but he has only seen me through the lens... I believe that all the photographs of me were unquestionably photos of himself."
Yoko's words add heartbreaking complexity to the images. No longer just portraits of her, they're self-portraits of his longing.
Hauntingly raw and beautiful.
"We have lived together for ten years, but he has only seen me through the lens... I believe that all the photographs of me were unquestionably photos of himself."
Yoko's words add heartbreaking complexity to the images. No longer just portraits of her, they're self-portraits of his longing.
He was a genius.
Indeed.
I admire the work of Masahisa Fukase.....they are moving and powerful...deeply personal.
How can an impression of the author be formed by looking at small pictures on Instagram or flipping through a book on YouTube?
These are usually just the entry points, followed by deeper looks at their books, at their stories, exhibitions...
Ravens is one of my most cherished photobooks.
I wasn’t very familiar with Fukase’s work, and your description genuinely sparked my curiosity.
I’m struck by his ability to turn such personal pain into powerful, poetic images.
It’s an approach I feel close to, because I believe that part of photography comes from what we carry within ourselves.
Thank you, Tomasz, for bringing his name to my attention, I’ll definitely explore his work further.
I have the Ravens book as one of my most treasured books , it was the last present my mother gave me before she passed . Somehow this seems perfect ..
He will always rank among the best ever, his work was genius on many levels.