
On Hate Mail: When Your Photography Attracts Death Threats
There's only so many times people can threaten to kill you before you start to wonder if they might be serious.
There's only so many times people can threaten to kill you before you start to wonder if they might be serious.
It begins in a specific place, and on a specific date: a country auction. March 26th. While I’m holding up a camera and looking for my one daily photograph, an Amish man swings the mirror he’s offering up to the highest bidder and briefly —for no more than a second— shows me… myself. And there it was: suddenly, I was Narcissus on the plains.
In what has become a year-end PetaPixel tradition, photographic artist B.A. Van Sise—who has the unusual practice of making one, and only one, photograph on film every single day— looks back on the past year and towards the next. His previous entries can be found for 2018, 2019, and 2020. More images from this series, titled The Infinite Present, can be seen on the artist’s website.
Sherry walks up to me on an abandoned street in the Meatpacking District, and in spite of it being a warm, springlike Saturday morning, there isn’t a soul around. She’s wearing a silver sequin dress, massive silver sequin boots, and a silver-sequined, homemade double-cloth mask over her face, stitched together from an old boyfriend’s T-shirt and a bygone dress.
At the end of every year, I get to see, for the first time, all the things I’ve already seen. New Year’s Eve is my final film pickup day for One Second, an ongoing project in which I, an otherwise sane, rational, working modern photographer, make one photograph, and only one photograph, on film, every day, with no do-overs and no second chances.
B.A. Van Sise is one of the world's busiest travel photographers and a Nikon travel photography ambassador. A frequent contributor to the Village Voice and Buzzfeed, his work has also been featured on the cover of the New York Times, on PBS NewsHour, the Daily Mail, and on NPR. A number of his photos are in the permanent collection of the National Portrait Gallery of the Smithsonian.
It was, for most of them, the first happy time in their lives, and for some, the last and only. In 1933, President Franklin D. Roosevelt, as part of his New Deal, penned the Civilian Conservation Corps into existence. Its primary goal was job creation: young men, aged 17-28, could sign up to work as unskilled laborers, usually on projects to develop the nation’s national parks and forests.
No matter how it looks, this is the story of the photographs I didn't make this year. On January 1st, 2018 my colleague, the military photojournalist C.S. Muncy, presented me with a gift: a small, handmade box he'd crafted out of salvaged wood. Muncy, a film lover, had given to me, an unquestioning digital-age professional, a box full of 35mm film.
For the last several years, photographer B.A. Van Sise has been working on a project titled Sweat. It's a series of diptychs of athletes: one portrait is shot as they're arriving at a stadium, and the second is captured immediately as they come off the field.
Some people run away to Cuba for the sunshine. Some people run away to Cuba for the rum. And some just run away with the circus.