The Bechers didn’t edit their photos the way contemporary photographers might, making the aesthetic continuity between each frame that much more impressive.
New York is becoming more generic by the day.
I stumbled across a poignant juxtaposition.
And at what point does reactivity slide into reactionaryism, exemplified by the field’s gendered outlook?
What if you were passed the pamphlet over the cubicle wall? What if it made its way into your pencil case? What would you as a worker need to know?
This next generation has rejected the model handed down by predecessors, making work that makes a case for a genuinely radical practice.