We met Lee in a coffee shop in Manchester city centre where he talked at length with Katie and Vicky about his work. He told us how he spares no detail in his images. When asked about how he approaches photographing the homeless, Lee explains. Photography by Katie Heffernan and Victoria Schofield. Free home delivery with secure packaging, and free delivery to your local gallery. Payment on our website is fully secure, thanks to encryption of your bank details.
Previously an accountant, during the London marathon he spotted a young woman huddled in her sleeping bag close to Leicester Square. This tremendous encounter marked the beginning of an artistic and social undertaking: the homeless become his principal and only subjects. The humanist photographer explains that each image comes as a result of a long discussion. See more See less Find Lee Jeffries on social networks.
Skid Row IV. Rome II. More often than not, and whilst it may sound pretentious, I will find myself in tears for them. My images represent my final goodbye to a relationship built on authenticity".
Interview How was your passion for photography born? I'm a romantic. How was your passion for photography born? My youth precluded the recognition of loneliness. Its become my inspiration. Its taught me compassion. It drives me out on the street to be with strangers as a sort of antidote to my own sense of pain. It ignites my own sense of faith and a deep curiosity of how that shapes other peoples lives. To emphasise, each one of my photographs is my way of saying goodbye to that relationship.
I will sit and linger for hours and hours deliberating over the image. This is actually the truth. I try to use light and shadow in an almost spiritual way. From the beginning of the process I enter an ethereal journey with my subject. I feel their loneliness, despair and pain. My images represent my final goodbye to a relationship built on authenticity. She was a photographer and her influence over a series of events has continually washed over me.
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Photographer who is known for his hyper realistic photography, mainly consisting of portraits in black and white. His finely shadowed figures often feature extreme expressions and showcase the different personalities of his subjects. He shares his photography with his over , Instagram followers. He is known for volunteering and contributing to Seattle's Union Gospel Mission where he works directly with the homeless community of Seattle.
He has also earned representation from French Art Studio in London. Cecil Beaton are fellow portrait photographers from England. Birth Place: Manchester, England. Soccer Player. She worked for all the major magazines in s, and also went to Tanglewood during the summers to shoot rehearsals. She attended Los Angeles City College briefly in before becoming the first female studio messenger ever hired at Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer in the early s; but with no hope for promotion, she joined the Women's Auxiliary Army Corps, tempted by the promise empty, as it turned out that she would be taught cinematography.
After completing her service in , she moved to New York and worked as a nightclub photographer. Orkin honed her skills in portraiture by spending the summer of documenting the Tanglewood Music Festival; later that year, LOOK published her first major photo essay, Jimmy, the Storyteller. She sent the series to Edward Steichen at the Museum of Modern Art in , and he subsequently included her in every group photography show at the museum until his retirement, including the great exhibition, The Family of Man.
Orkin married photographer Morris Engel in , and the couple collaborated on a prize-winning film, Little Fugitive.
Their filmmaking endeavors continued through the mids, and while Orkin continued to photograph, she admitted that still photography "held little interest" after her experience of making a film. Orkin's photography is a celebration of fearlessness and vitality. While she accepted specific assignments from The New York Times and various magazines, she also had the freedom to work independently, creating photo essays and photographing famous people with the knowledge that she would be able to sell the resulting work.
Like a film director, Orkin created images that appear to be private moments, and lends a Hollywood-style personality to her subjects and landscapes. Source: International Center of Photography. Gregory Halpern. Gregory Halpern born is an American photographer and teacher. He currently teaches at the Rochester Institute of Technology and is a nominee member of Magnum Photos. He received a Guggenheim Fellowship in Halpern grew up in Buffalo, New York.
He currently teaches at the Rochester Institute of Technology. Halpern is married to the American photographer, Ahndraya Parlato. Omaha Sketchbook is an artist's book portrait of the titular city. Harvard Works Because We Do is a book of photographs and text, presenting a portrait of Harvard University through the eyes of the school's service employees. A is a photographic ramble through the streets of the American Rust Belt. Zzyzx contains photographs from Los Angeles. Source: Wikipedia Gregory Halpern is known for his intuitively rich colour photography that draws attention to harsh social realities as well as the unerring strangeness of everyday life.
His work is rooted in both the real and the sublime and this approach has lead him to photograph life in post-industrial towns of the American Rust Belt, the people and places of Los Angeles and the uniquely unifying experience of a total solar eclipse.
A study of working conditions for janitorial staff at Harvard, created while he was a student there, resulted in a successful bid for the minimum wage and was published as a book, Harvard Works Because We Do While his images of life in post-industrial towns of the American Rust Belt were published to critical acclaim in A , and show resilience in the face of harsh social and economic realities. Source: Magnum Photos. Madhur Dhingra.
I was born an only child to my parents, in Delhi, into a family torn apart by the aftermath of the India-Pakistan partition. Hailing from a affluent background in Pakistan my family was now struggling for survival in the walled city of Delhi totally penniless. Imbedded with deep insecurities and freshly bearing the scars of partition my family was now setting up trade in the walled city dealing in fabric.
It is relevant for me to mention this background for these very insecurities I too inherited from my family and they remain with me till date even with the changed times and lifestyle. We settled in Delhi at the start as big joint family. I have grown up hearing tales of how we had started life selling fabric on the pavements of the walled city where we now own several properties.
My father could never get over those scars of partition. I too was repeatedly made to realize that for better or for worse even though I was born much later in Delhi. At the age of five I was put to school at St. That period was to become the most memorable part of my life. I remember enjoying that period thoroughly. I was always an above average student with a lot of love for extracurricular activities. From the very start I was naughty and mischievous and was a regular in getting in and out of trouble.
But nowhere was it in my mind to take up studies serious. Restless from the start I wanted to travel the world. I now join the Merchant Navy at the age of seventeen ,as a deck cadet leaving college in the first year itself. I loved this new experience and was good at learning navigation. Very soon I was promoted to become the navigating officer. For the first year I never came back home at all. I was fulfilling my desire to see the world thoroughly meeting different types of people and experiencing different kinds of cultures.
Once while travelling in the city of Jeddah near Mecca during Ramadan I was amazed to see gold slabs and coins being sold on the pavements of the city. On the loudspeaker I then heard the azaan prayer call and to my utter astonishment I saw people leave all this gold unattended and enter the nearby mazjid for prayer.
Such was the strictness of the prevailing law of the land that anybody caught stealing would have his hand chopped off. Nobody dared to steal. Now quite a different experience was when my ship first entered Thailand.
To my utter surprise I saw hoards of women entering my ship. Their numbers must have been no less than a hundred odd. I was on duty and I objected to their entry and was immediately informed by my senior officer to back off as they were entering with the permission of the captain.
These were prostitutes who stayed on my ship till the time it stayed there. Nobody was questioning the morality or the ethics. It was gala time for all officers, crew, and the Captain. This was the way of life for most sailors. One horrific incident I remember was when our Burmese radio officer died on the ship due to a liver problem.
As we were still some days away from the next port,his body was put in the deep freezer of the ship, the same place where all vegetables and other eatables were stored. Life was going on as if nothing had happened and everybody was eating and drinking as any other day. In a ship life all relationships and friendships are very temporary and the moment a person gets off the ship all these are left behind and forgotten.
My bag of experiences was filling up fast. The restlessness and void was again setting in fast. I was getting bored again after about five years of sailing. The novelty had worn off and my inherent nature and upbringing was not that of a sailor in any way.
I finally decided to say quits and joined the family business which was waiting for me to return. My dad was overjoyed at this decision of mine. I had no problem settling into this environment as it just happened to be in my blood. I now decide to get married too. I get married and soon after become a father of two adorable children. My age at that period would have been early twenty or so. Time flew by fast earning bread and butter for my family. Nothing was more important than bringing up the kids properly and with a lot of love, something which I was deprived of badly during my childhood days.
But now again the same restlessness and void was setting in. I was in a dilemma, now trying out new ways to end this emptiness. I initially tried my hands at learning sculpture at Triveni Kala Sangam Mandi House, but I soon realized that medium was not meant for me. Destiny seemed to have other plans for me and it was during this period that I was gifted a SLR by someone, a Ricoh as I now try to remember.
The camera body had a dial with some numbers and also some numbers on the lens of which I had no clue. There were photography classes also being held in Triveni Kala Sangam and I joined these classes with sculpture classes I was already doing.
It was here I met my photography teacher and now a lifelong friend Satyasri Ukil for the first time. His likes and dislikes purely dealt with the merits of the image and not with the person who had shot the image. I was learning fast with my association with Satyasri at Triveni where he was teaching then.
A few of us guys now renowned photographers , formed a sort of a team under the guidance of Ukil as we address Satyasri,till date. We were shooting developing and printing the whole day long.
Photography was now no longer a hobby but a frenzy. I soon set up my own darkroom in my house and would develop and print negatives all night long. I now start trekking again now with a new SLR in hand going to high altitudes and to very difficult locales. I remember showing my first serious work to Ukil and found him overjoyed. Soon my ambitions grew and I start shooting product for the advertising agencies.
He saw my work and quietly handed over his card asking me to see him in the agency. I was overjoyed.
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