Bryan Lee
Expat Street Photographer
How do you feel about taking pictures of car accidents, motorcycle accidents, natural disasters, and just the remains of the human person once expired? A couple years back I turned down the chance to make money photographing the dead after the Tsunami. I dont really blame the guys who went there to make extra money but I do question how far some took it to add drama to their photos.
Recently I have arrived on the scene of a few horrible accidents and agonized over whether to photgraph them. I ended up not taking any pictures but Im not sure why. Its not like I have not seen death or even touched and held dead bodies for that matter. Im actually quite comfortable around death and even morgues and the only time I have ever been emotional about the matter was years ago in Gaum (Around 91-92 sometime) when we had a plane load of American GI Coffins arrive directly from Vietnam as part of the MIA recovery efforts. On the plane one could not help but be overcome with emotion and feelings as you viewed the alluminum American Flag covered boxes containing the remains of boys and men who left so long ago and were now back on American soil. Then it was a honor to be with men of the VFW to salute their arrival quietly in the middle of the tropically overheated night.
One of the strange things is I would have had no problem taking pictures back then during the repatriation cerimony nor do I have any issues with war photography, flag draped caskets, or even breaking the rules of governments to get those kinds of pictures. Maybe because death in war is so political or even expected. Its not the same somehow as the death of someone who just was ordinary and living a ordinary life until life was stolen. I realize this is a pretty heavy topic but its one im dealing with at the moment and one Im sure others struggled with before me. This is not really a exercise in right or wrong but more of a exercise into trying to understand why I take pictures and where I set the boundries of my imagery. Please feel free to comment but keep the politics generic, this is about pictures and not who anyone chooses to vote for.
Recently I have arrived on the scene of a few horrible accidents and agonized over whether to photgraph them. I ended up not taking any pictures but Im not sure why. Its not like I have not seen death or even touched and held dead bodies for that matter. Im actually quite comfortable around death and even morgues and the only time I have ever been emotional about the matter was years ago in Gaum (Around 91-92 sometime) when we had a plane load of American GI Coffins arrive directly from Vietnam as part of the MIA recovery efforts. On the plane one could not help but be overcome with emotion and feelings as you viewed the alluminum American Flag covered boxes containing the remains of boys and men who left so long ago and were now back on American soil. Then it was a honor to be with men of the VFW to salute their arrival quietly in the middle of the tropically overheated night.
One of the strange things is I would have had no problem taking pictures back then during the repatriation cerimony nor do I have any issues with war photography, flag draped caskets, or even breaking the rules of governments to get those kinds of pictures. Maybe because death in war is so political or even expected. Its not the same somehow as the death of someone who just was ordinary and living a ordinary life until life was stolen. I realize this is a pretty heavy topic but its one im dealing with at the moment and one Im sure others struggled with before me. This is not really a exercise in right or wrong but more of a exercise into trying to understand why I take pictures and where I set the boundries of my imagery. Please feel free to comment but keep the politics generic, this is about pictures and not who anyone chooses to vote for.