That evening, as I was leaving, Dieter, the father, came over just as I was going to get into the car. So the smaller audience buffered the work from a larger and perhaps more dangerous group of people. They like being taken seriously as people. But I nevertheless wanted to weigh in. Teachers, parents, police officers, doctors. You invested the time to write over 3, words in criticism of another artist.
And as a post-catholic, it was disturbing and at the same time, liberating.
An Interview with Jock Sturges (1994)
Does this make them more…predatory? So when so we start to question that relationship with the subject? The innocence is there, it just takes on a different guise. I wonder if Sally Mann had the police bust into her studio, haul off everything and keep it without warrant or trial for five years because she had whole series of photographs that she had taken of her young daughters while they were topless? And, apparently, many of Sturges' subjects have, over the years, become so familiar with his process that they are now able to act as his assistants. Then one afternoon I had a shoot, the year after the picture in the book was taken, where I worked with a bunch of tidal pools.