Last Thursday at Howard Greenberg opened an exhibition of Don McCullin. Donald is one of the photographers who impressed me the most. More than 40 years ago, for Photo, I spent two days in London with him for one of his first interviews. Here it is ! Lebanon: McCullin and death by Jean-Jacques Naudet The face of a facetious kid, a sympathetic rascal with a heart of gold, a grumbler and a fighter: this the first impression of Donald McCullin. In the halls of the Sunday Times, he behaves like a schoolboy, plays tricks, hops, irreverently salutes everyone, teases the secretaries. At forty-one, he seems barely thirty. He is one of the greatest war photographers, if not the best. And then, there is his second face, the one that is made of silence, modesty, silent questions. Fascinated by the worst, by death, by human stupidity, he set out to hunt them down daily. He has always found them. Both sides of the character are true but the first one conceals the second. McCullin speaks little about himself and his […]
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