In 1976, on his first day teaching a photography class at the Studio Museum in Harlem, Dawoud Bey was greeted by a “seemingly shy woman with...
On her early-morning walks along the Tampa Bay shoreline, Suzanne Williamson was struck by the shifting patterns of light and color as the sun began to...
The tectonic shift in photography’s status as composed art, as opposed to photojournalism, or “capturing the moment,” began in the 1970s. At that time, “Television brings...
A small spider web of cracks has appeared on the Enigma, the onion-like glass window on the Dali Museum’s eastern façade. They were put there on...
At photographer Harvey Douillard’s very first exhibition, a curious Japanese visitor – obviously a fellow photographer, as he was draped in cameras – carefully examined every...
Ever since the St. Pete Pier opened in July, people have flocked there to exercise, to walk their dogs and to go out for dinner and...
It was 1988 when Seattle-born photographer Blake Little attended his first gay rodeo. “The sport, camaraderie, and atmosphere of this first rodeo experience transformed me,” he...
There’s something haunting about still photographs of movement, of fleeting beats of time captured and held. And photographs of dancers in action, with muscles flexed, limbs...
Sometimes it seems that moving away from the old hometown, and staying away for a good long time, is the best way to fully appreciate what’s...
Just shy of its first anniversary, the James Museum of Western and Wildlife Art hits one out of the park with The Cultural Connections of Edward...
