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Lives in Motion: Vera Hershenberg’s Photography Exhibition

Two years ago I received an email from one Vera Hershenberg asking questions about our NYC Spring Street & UN workshop. It took a little pushing and logistical maneuvers, but she joined us on our inaugural workshop. I spent some time working with Vera, making sure she was in control of the camera and getting what she saw in the files. That was Vera’s strength. She “sees” and she goes for it. Over the workshop she earned the nick name “Fearless” because when she raises her camera chasing what she sees, Vera knows no fear. So it was that we worked in the Bronx, Harlem, East Village and the rougher edged neighborhoods for over a year where Vera shined. Her fearlessness rubbed off on the other work-shopers and made them go a little further too. Vera has chosen street photography late in her life and I am honored to be her camera whisperer. She attended the first Suspect Photography Retreat In the Woods and took advantage of the wise instructors to show them her work and help her organize it for an upcoming exhibition. This past weekend was the opening of her show, Lives In Motion – Captured. The show was so excellent, that I’m going to compare Vivian Maier to Vera Hershenberg, albeit with a conditions. For now, let’s let the work speak for itself.

The gallery was located in the Cherry Hill Public Library. Excellent wall space to fill with work. Vera invested in quality framing and had a friend from the local photo group help with the printing (Canon Printers were used).

Vera’s work engaged the viewers.

Girl Talk was made on our spring NYC workshop. I recall discussing it with the class during our review sessions. While I liked the image then, to see it printed properly made the image sing. The geometry is stunning, the gesture beacons, and it’s a true Street Photo of the candid nature.

Gone in a Flash is perhaps my favorite image. It begs a long look and tells so much of a street story taking place across an elaborate composition.

The obligatory old guys sitting behind a bike photo. I think this show hit a number of high notes and many mid-highs, it’s images like these that are the brick and mortar of a show.

And then a Blind Eye is presented. A perfect street photo worthy of a Magnum photographer.

I lead workshops through Williamsburg Brooklyn into the Orthodox enclave. Vera inserted herself into this world with zero hesitation and made compelling work. It’s interesting how the subject reacts to the gender of the photographer. Vera being jewish meant she understood the basic layers of the orthodox, but was also surprised at the depth of religion that plays out in this neighborhood of tennements and storefronts.

Then there is Smoking Dude. This photograph has a long story behind it, and you’ll have to take a street photography workshop from me to hear it or ask in person. To me, this photo is everything that happened leading up to it’s making, and down the block after it’s making.

I believe any exhibition can lead to a meaningful experience. The highest goal is to be featured at MoMa, but until then, start with local libraries, cafes, bars, and shops with nice walls. From there, aim for gallery representation or art shows. If you want to try this world, look for a group show; it lets you enjoy opening night with low costs for printing and framing. If you’re bold, go for a solo show!

You can’t mention Vera with out mentioning Bernie. Bernie is Vera’s loving husband of many years. He may very well be the most reasonable man I know and is a keen photographer as well. Vera keeps him on his toes, and they have a relationship to admire. At the opening Bernie read a touching testimonial to Vera’s accomplishment.

To me, an exhibition of work is the highest form of artistic fulfilment. Websites, Social Media while all playing a part, nothing beats a printed, matted and framed photograph. Yes, I am a traditionalist. But I feel it’s simply the best way to enjoy an image. To complete an exhibition of quality is a major undertaking from a logistics and artistic standpoint. Vera activated her network, set the goal and reached it with aplomb.

I’m not big on birthdays or other “automatic” celebrations. To me, if you want to celebrate, I’d be much more impressed if you celebrated what I did, and so a show is true celebration on accomplishment. To see Vera among her freinds, family and strangers showcasing her work was very warm and well deserved.

My Granny was cool in a horse racing sort of way, but she didn’t make the work that Vera makes. Her children and grand children were in attendance and I wonder how the show will impact them. Certainly Vera has shown them that she is not your average Ma- but a talented, strong, smart and defining exemplar of street photography. Earlier I made a comparison of Vivian Maier to Vera Hershenberg and I’d say that had Vera spent her life in a near hermetic state she would have produced a body of work very similar to Vivian. Except no selfies, Vera is all about the world around her, not about her in that world.

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If the goal of a photo show is something that attracts you, stay tuned for more inspirational photography from Suspect Photography Education or book a private one hour review to discuss your work.

-David

Blood Bath in NYC courtesy of Bruce LaBruce

Just when I thought I was through photographing edges of the human race, Barbara suggested we head over the Hole NYC for a performance piece and book signing by an artist Bruce LaBruce who I wasn’t familiar with. A fast googling brought me to his wiki page and I was intrigued for sure. He’s a Canadian born multi disciplined gay pornographer, photographer, and writer. What caught my attention is he’s working in polaroid whilst shooting contentious set up scenes.

Before and after staging of performance.

Shock seems to come natural to Bruce, he softly directed the models and injected the signs and queued fonts of blood from his ultra fem-boy assistant. Wielding a Polaroid 600 camera, a base model with hardly any overrides, he strategically shot, signed the photo with a sharpie, and tossed his polaroids to the side for fem-boy to collect. The words on the signs seemed at first to be a standard progressive mantra but then as you start to really latch on to the slogan, its just “off” some how. It’s like laughing at a joke you don’t really get. Makes you think, and then just like that, another bucket of stage blood splatters on the victim-model, the crowd roars, and the antagonist-models contort in delight. Bruce, he’s just shooting, signing and loosely orchestrating the spectacle.

Paraded around The Hole NYC main gallery.

Victim is secured.

All the while a DJ pumped obscure dance music with a sometimes pop and often industrialized beat. Loud, expansive and contained in brilliant hi-key white, the Hole NY shook to audible and visual mock violence. It was perfect.

Bruce LaBruce Pieta 2012

Bruce in action with his Polaroid.

Fem-Nazi Madness

We hung out late afterwards, as people from the audience volunteered to be victimized the crowd slowly shuffled out. There was a small sign that promised signed polaroids for $5 each. I was incredulous to this as nothing in NY costs five bucks that’s worth a damn, aside from a bagel or a 4 block cab ride. Bruce’s work was taped to a brick wall, and in the end, with just a few gallerists  present, fem- boy let us pick out 4 polaroids. Barbara put them in her pocket book, I slipped fem-boy a Jackson. Our photography collection just took a turn for the better, I’m going to treasure those polaroids. They will remind me that the edge of the human race is alive and well.

Polaroid 600 Film recently shot.

a girl from the audience is targeted (and she loved it).

Later on, two blocks north on Bowery at Gemma I chimped my X Pro 1 to see what I got and the results gave me photo-butterfly wings feelings!  At the early point of the performance I set the camera exposure compensation to +1 stops which kept the walls white (until they became blood spattered of course). ISO setting was auto-1600 and I shot wide open at f 2.0 with the 18 mm which was perfect, allowing me to frame the whole stage from my vantage point. I shot fast and furious, to match Bruce’s orchestrations. Twice, I switched over to video and caught a movement of live action. The thrill of  photographs well caught was evident. I was excited by the shoot, but alas, it wasn’t mine. It was purely Bruce’s and myself and all the others who were shooting, video taping… they got something good, something exciting too. With all the smart phones of the 100 or so onlookers I imagine twitter, facebook and instagram must have been humming or as they say in the new digital vernacular, “trending” (I can only imagine the comments). I ordered the steak, rare. It seemed the only thing I had an appetite for after the performance.

After the buckets of blood were all done, Bruce slowed down and took more time directing.

Bruce had no signs saying no pictures. The spectacle was ours, shared by Bruce’s work and his decision to allow the imagery in an ultimate form of sharing, unrestricted access to his Bowery blood bath for all to see. Suspect Photography applauds Bruce LaBruce and his open-source performance art.

~David Brommer