Call Opens December 10, 2018
Call Deadline January 10, 2019
Exhibition held March 1 – April 15th
South x Southeast PhotoGallery
Workshop and Artist’s Reception April 6, 2019
We all have secrets.
Places we never put our cameras –
and if we do – pictures we would never share.
We have secret “PERSONAL” folders on our hard drives. We have pictures from old relationships we want to delete – but we really never delete anything.
I want to see the pictures of those moments after the lights go out before you fall asleep.
I want to see the side of something you never would share.
I want to see a reject from your perfectly curated life.
I want to see a picture you took that was really hard to take.
I want to see a picture of a lie.
I want to see a picture you couldn’t show until the subject was gone or dead.
I want to see that picture you promised not to share.
I want to see a picture you cannot put your name on.
I want to see a picture of something you swear you didn’t see.
I want a picture that demands an apology.
I want a picture that instantly brings you to tears.
I want a picture that does not belong in grandpa’s barn without a cover on it
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An Interview with George Lange:
Me: How did you get from there to here?
You: I have been photographing almost everyday since I was 7. For me, photography is as intuitive as making toast. Yet, everyday….EVERYDAY I pick up my camera and expect from myself Alexey Brodvitch’s admonition to, “astonish me!”
Photographed right through high school (newspaper…yearbook)
Got a BFA from RISD – went to NY and assisted Annie Leibovitz.
My first assignment was on Bread & Puppet Theater for GEO magazine. I shot for 90 days and only got the pictures I needed in the last ten minutes as the sun set on a frigid northern Vermont night. I did get the cover and 14 pages on the inside. That story launched my career.
Went to magazines in NY with a huge portfolio of pictures of Annie working. They told me they would put me on their “try to use” list. I told them I would not leave their office without an assignment. I got work. Would go to the top of the Conde Nast building then go down the interior steps and stop at every magazine. By the time I landed in the lobby I always had work.
I shot for every magazine. NYT. Fortune. Vogue. HG. Allure. Vanity Fair. Sports Illustrated. So many! Money. Self.
Moved to LA in the 90’s. Shot a ton of celebs. Teen People. Entertainment Weekly. Lots of ad campaigns for films and TV shows: Seinfeld, Jim Carrey movies, Flintstones, Little Rascals. Shot many, many TV shows for editorial stories – Frazier, That 70’s Show, ER, Ellen….lots of shows.
Shot the only pictures of Steve Jobs and Bill Gates together at Job’s house.
Shot Warren Buffett and Jimmy Buffett dressing up as each other.
Shot Dennis Rodman in a room that was too small for him.
Shot Sophia Loren dressed in the most elegant dress in a Beverly Hills garden with a leaf blower strapped onto her back.
Honestly Nancy, this is such a fun ride!
My job is to humanize people and show how we are all connected.
I do not have a real style – I have a sensibility. I shoot really fast. I change my mind all the time at shoots – always fast and honest – and people thought my pictures somehow captured who they were – despite not usually being the most glamorous. Whatever comes across my mind comes out of my mouth unfiltered when I am shooting. Sometimes it’s the rhythm of the words more than meaning anything. Assistants stand behind me explaining that what I am saying doesn’t make any sense. That is sometimes the point.
I know when to speak up and direct a subject – and I know when to just shut up and let the thing unfold.
When I was shooting Pete Seeger or Stevie Wonder I would ask them to sing for me.
When I was shooting Jim Carrey – I would let him work through all the moves and faces he is famous for – the white keys…. Then I would encourage him to play the black keys – which was what I was interested in. For him, it was more lighting a can of gasoline than fine tuning any lights.
I grew up a good liberal and since my job was glorifying people – I didn’t photograph Republican politicians. I did have a long run with Glenn Beck – but I stuck to my politics and he respected that. When he called Obama a racist on the air, I called him and said that was the stupidest thing he had ever said…and that he had just shot himself in the foot. I then took him out in the desert, drilled a hole in his shoe, had blood coming out – then gave him a gun.
I shot in NY – then LA – then moved back to NY right after 9/11. I started shooting a lot of brand stories for IBM and HP and Cardinal Health. It was amazing how much they let me explore and tell the most human stories. I had to shoot how IBM got apples from South Africa to Rome. I shot the apple growers in Cape Town throwing the apples into the clearest most beautiful blue sky – then the old mafia guy at the Campo Di Fiori market in Rome catching the apples from the sky. I shot latex glove factories in Thailand – but stopped on the way to the factory to shoot the kids in the school yard – then ate lunch with the pregnant workers at the factory who were all given much easier workload.
I am asked all the time, “Who is the most amazing person you have ever met?” “What is the greatest picture you have ever taken?” Every time I give the same answer. YOU are the most amazing person I have ever met, and the picture we are about to take is the most amazing picture I have ever taken.
I live in the moment. I dig into the stories that move me, your stories. The story of your company. Your family. The place we are all connected. My work is about how we are all connected. What makes us special. My work is as much about listening as seeing. I use all of my senses to take pictures. Pictures only taken with your eyes are like eating something you can only see and never taste. I take pictures you can taste. And smell. And feel.
I am a storyteller. I am working my way from the inside out. I want you to look at my pictures and say, “I know that feeling.” “That is me.” I want you to say, “That is how I feel.” The pictures take the simplest moments and elevate them to timeless.
Recently I realized that all of the images from my archives carefully stored in file preservers and on hard drives are completely dead. They are history that doesn’t exist. It is only when I start printing them (for me…for the very first time ever!) that they are alive. As the images in storage could be forgotten forever – the prints are poetry. It has taken me decades to understand this idea around object of art. Francesca Woodman’s mother, Betty shook me to the core last winter two weeks before she died on creating art. Accepting myself as artist is a whole new thing. I had never thought about that….I just did the work.
I can’t remember how it all happened. I can’t even believe it all happened.