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Truly disturbing.
I saw this picture a long time ago. I didn't like it then and I don't like it now. I could not have taken that photo and simply walked away. It would haunt me until my death. Last edited by JPJ; April 12th, 2007 at 11:52 AM.. |
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Hmmmmmm.
A slightly different version. http://www.flatrock.org.nz/topics/od..._in_unfair.htm Quote:
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Doin it Oggy style
Join Date: Oct 2006
Location: 34th and broadway
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The image presaged no celebration: a child barely alive, a vulture so eager for carrion. Yet the photograph that epitomized Sudan's famine would win Kevin Carter fame - and hopes for anchoring a career spent hounding the news, free-lancing in war zones, waiting anxiously for assignments amid dire finances, staying in the line of fire for that one great picture. On May 23, 14 months after capturing that memorable scene, Carter walked up to the dais in the classical rotunda of Columbia University's Low Memorial Library and received the Pulitzer Prize for feature photography. The South African soaked up the attention. "I swear I got the most applause of anybody," Carter wrote back to his parents in Johannesburg. "I can't wait to show you the trophy. It is the most precious thing, and the highest acknowledgment of my work I could receive." ---In 1993 Carter headed north of the border with Silva to photograph the rebel movement in famine-stricken Sudan. To make the trip, Carter had taken a leave from the Weekly Mail and borrowed money for the air fare. Immediately after their plane touched down in the village of Ayod, Carter began snapping photos of famine victims. Seeking relief from the sight of masses of people starving to death, he wandered into the open bush. He heard a soft, high-pitched whimpering and saw a tiny girl trying to make her way to the feeding center. As he crouched to photograph her, a vulture landed in view. Careful not to disturb the bird, he positioned himself for the best possible image. He would later say he waited about 20 minutes, hoping the vulture would spread its wings. It did not, and after he took his photographs, he chased the bird away and watched as the little girl resumed her struggle. Afterward he sat under a tree, lit a cigarette, talked to God and cried. "He was depressed afterward," Silva recalls. "He kept saying he wanted to hug his daughter." ---After another day in Sudan, Carter returned to Johannesburg. Coincidentally, the New York Times, which was looking for pictures of Sudan, bought his photograph and ran it on March 26, 1993. The picture immediately became an icon of Africa's anguish. Hundreds of people wrote and called the Times asking what had happened to the child (the paper reported that it was not known whether she reached the feeding center); and papers around the world reproduced the photo. Friends and colleagues complimented Carter on his feat. His self-confidence climbed. ---With the Pulitzer, however, he had to deal not only with acclaim but also with the critical focus that comes with fame. Some journalists in South Africa called his prize a "fluke," alleging that he had somehow set up the tableau. Others questioned his ethics. "The man adjusting his lens to take just the right frame of her suffering," said the St. Petersburg (Florida) Times, "might just as well be a predator, another vulture on the scene." Even some of Carter's friends wondered aloud why he had not helped the girl. ---Carter was painfully aware of the photojournalist's dilemma. "I had to think visually," he said once, describing a shoot-out. "I am zooming in on a tight shot of the dead guy and a splash of red. Going into his khaki uniform in a pool of blood in the sand. The dead man's face is slightly gray. You are making a visual here. But inside something is screaming, "My God.' But it is time to work. Deal with the rest later. If you can't do it, get out of the game." Says Nachtwey, "Every photographer who has been involved in these stories has been affected. You become changed forever. Nobody does this kind of work to make themselves feel good. It is very hard to continue." --- According to friends, Carter began talking openly about suicide. Part of his anxiety was over the Mitterrand assignment. But mostly he seemed worried about money and making ends meet. When an assignment in Mozambique for TIME came his way, he eagerly accepted. Despite setting three alarm clocks to make his early-morning flight on July 20, he missed the plane. Furthermore, after six days in Mozambique, he walked off his return flight to Johannesburg, leaving a package of undeveloped film on his seat. He realized his mistake when he arrived at a friend's house. He raced back to the airport but failed to turn up anything. Carter was distraught and returned to the friend's house in the morning, threatening to smoke a white pipe and gas himself to death. ---Two months after receiving his Pulitzer, Carter would be dead of carbon-monoxide poisoning in Johannesburg, a suicide at 33. His red pickup truck was parked near a small river where he used to play as a child; a green garden hose attached to the vehicle's exhaust funneled the fumes inside. "I'm really, really sorry," he explained in a note left on the passenger seat beneath a knapsack. "The pain of life overrides the joy to the point that joy does not exist." ---The suicide note he left behind is a litany of nightmares and dark visions, a clutching attempt at autobiography, self-analysis, explanation, excuse. After coming home from New York, he wrote, he was "depressed . . . without phone . . . money for rent . . . money for child support . . . money for debts . . . money!!! . . . I am haunted by the vivid memories of killings & corpses & anger & pain . . . of starving or wounded children, of trigger-happy madmen, often police, of killer executioners . . . " And then this: "I have gone to join Ken if I am that lucky." excerpts taken from.. http://www.thisisyesterday.com/ints/KCarter.html Last edited by SilverBack; April 12th, 2007 at 02:10 PM.. |
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Doin it Oggy style
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i found that same article at the same time you did. Its actually a pretty read. |
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I did love with PPM's acc
Join Date: May 2006
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still one of the saddest pics i have ever seen too.
my personal racism and armchair views on 'over-populisation without having the intelligence/means to support a society' aside - no child deserves to be in that situation. Quote:
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Suck On This!
Join Date: Aug 2006
Location: In Luxury
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That pic is truely sad! Horrible at the least! And shame on that SOB photographer for not helping that child. He didn't have to actually touch the child. He could've used a blanklet or his shirt, something, and carried the child to the UN for food. this is disturbing that he was able to watch this through his lens, snap the shot and just walk off. He needed to die (commit suicide), jmho.
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and so is my day
Join Date: Dec 2006
Location: UK
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Its one of most sadest pics ive ever seen.
Its more often than not the least gory ones that touches me the most!
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Doin it Oggy style
Join Date: Oct 2006
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Actually, if you read the article, it says he watched the girl get back up and proceed to make her way to the food center. And they elude to whether she is still alive today. He never said that he didnt know what happened to her that day - only that he doesnt know what happened to her later, the newspaper itself posted that statement in response to all of the readers mail. It brings about the question whether he meant that he did watch her make it to the food shelter after he chased away the vulture and before he continued on to the tree where he smoked and thought of his daughter.
Im hoping this is the way it went anyhow. ![]() Last edited by SilverBack; April 13th, 2007 at 02:44 AM.. |
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