Tuned in the key of melancholy

‘When I first met Dave Heath in the ’70s he struck me as the only human being I’d ever met whose vocal cords were tuned in the key of melancholy.’ 
- Michael Torosian 

Philadelphia Born photographer Dave Heath, was abandoned by both of his parents at a very young age and spent his childhood in orphanages and foster homes. The emotional trauma of this loss, inspired in him what Heath himself called “a need of joining the community of mankind”- a yearning for human connection.

He looked at the people around him with extraordinary sensibility and attention, observing not voyeuristically but with deep empathy and respect, almost as if reaching out to them through the lens of his camera. Within the multitude of a crowd, Heath seemed to be instinctively able to spot and capture intimate, vulnerable moments of solitude. 
As there is rarely any contact between the photographer and subject, the connection remains forever one way, existing solely within the image, infusing it with a sense of longing and tenderness.
It is through this, that we connect with these strangers and feel like we see our own deepest moments of isolation, uncertainty, beauty or hurt reflected in their faces and bodies.

Dave Heath’s incredibly sincere photographs remind us, that at a deeper level we are all connected.
Dave Heath reminds us, that we are resilient.

Heath's photographs are quietly beautiful and remarkably hopeful and I look at them while sitting in momentarily solitude too, with words by Cheryl Strayed on my mind:
“Most things will be okay eventually, but not everything will be. 
Sometimes you’ll put up a good fight and lose. 
Sometimes you’ll hold on really hard and realize there is no choice but to let go. 
Acceptance is a small, quiet room.”


* all photographs copyright ©Dave Heath, click to enlarge

Treasure Hunting

Photographer Peter Byrne found a true treasure at a car boot sale in York...
A box full of slides, taken by a couple living in New York during the 1950’s. 
Only one of the slide boxes had a name on it: “Frank J Dominick”.
But each picture tells an entire story. 
The boys and their turtle is my absolute favourite.
More from the amazing find below (click to see full size) and on Peters Blog: https://peterbyrne.co.uk/category/found/


Claude Nori

French photographer Claude Nori has an ongoing love affair with Italy.
And so do I.
Mister Nori decided to make a lovely book about it, a book about the sweetest “dolce far niente” on the Italian coast. 
The photographs, taken in the 80s and 90s almost make you taste the salt, feel the sun, hear the Vespa’s.

Dream Away

“She pinched my butt, and that was that”- words that photographer Michael Northrup spoke about meeting his former wife and muse Pam, in 1976.
Michaels book ‘Dream Away’ is a document of their relationship- in all of its curious, sexy, beautiful, intimate, gentle and dramatic glory.
The marriage has long ended.
But the memory remains, in the tender and colourful melancholy of this wonderful tribute to a Love lost.