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Remembering Mary Ellen Mark (1940-2015) by Harold Feinstein

I was deeply saddened to hear the news yesterday about the passing of Mary Ellen Mark at 75 years of age. Her deeply empathic and insightful photographs of people from all walks of life and many parts of the world will serve as a lasting legacy. As one of the greats within the social humanist… Continue reading

Fifty-eight years ago today: The photography market before there was one! by Harold Feinstein

It’s a brave new world out there in the art market I can’t keep up with it. Last November I had the pleasure of a week-end visit from Ted Forbes, the creator of The Art of Photography podcast. He is in the process of producing a documentary style piece about my work and I couldn’t… Continue reading

A mother’s love by Harold Feinstein

One of my fondest memories as a boy was my mother waking me up each morning. With one hand she would squeeze my foot and in the other she held a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice. I would come to remember her as someone who taught me joy. Sophie Reich, my mother, was born… Continue reading

Belated thanks to John Szarkowski: Reflections on the joy of teaching by Harold Feinstein

A few weeks ago I published a post entitled Remembering Edward Steichen. My recollections were mainly about the important role of encouragement (his) on the one hand, and the folly of rigid ideas about art (mine) on the other! I received a lot of nice feedback and am grateful it was published in The Eye… Continue reading

Passover, Easter and the promise of new life! by Harold Feinstein

Happy Passover and Happy Easter to those who celebrate. Or, I could say Happy Spring! Even though it’s been the longest winter I can remember and outside my window there’s still way too much snow on the ground, the promise of new life is there. And that seems to be the message of these two… Continue reading

Recently discovered photographs: A lifetime of editing (part two!) by Harold Feinstein

Last year I published a post entitled Old “new” photographs: A lifetime of editing where I looked at the entire journey of photography as a series of creative choices. Each choice involves editing. So, photography is all about editing. It’s the moment you choose, the focus you choose, the camera and lens you choose, and… Continue reading

Remembering Edward Steichen by Harold Feinstein

If I were to name the five most important people in my photography career, Edward Steichen would have to be on that list. I was only sixteen in 1947 when Steichen, then 68, became the Director of Photography at the Museum of Modern Art. Three years later, in 1950, I walked into the museum unannounced… Continue reading

A grateful heart on Valentine’s Day 2015 by Harold Feinstein

We are all born gifted. The gift is life itself! The truth of these words, which I have often said to my students, has never been clearer to me than during this past year. A year ago on Valentine’s Day I was in the hospital recovering from a heart attack. A few weeks later I… Continue reading

    Remembering Mary Ellen Mark (1940-2015) by Harold Feinstein

    I was deeply saddened to hear the news yesterday about the passing of Mary Ellen Mark at 75 years of age. Her deeply empathic and insightful photographs of people from all walks of life and many parts of the world will serve as a lasting legacy. As one of the greats within the social humanist… Continue reading

    Fifty-eight years ago today: The photography market before there was one! by Harold Feinstein

    It’s a brave new world out there in the art market I can’t keep up with it. Last November I had the pleasure of a week-end visit from Ted Forbes, the creator of The Art of Photography podcast. He is in the process of producing a documentary style piece about my work and I couldn’t… Continue reading

    A mother’s love by Harold Feinstein

    One of my fondest memories as a boy was my mother waking me up each morning. With one hand she would squeeze my foot and in the other she held a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice. I would come to remember her as someone who taught me joy. Sophie Reich, my mother, was born… Continue reading

    Belated thanks to John Szarkowski: Reflections on the joy of teaching by Harold Feinstein

    A few weeks ago I published a post entitled Remembering Edward Steichen. My recollections were mainly about the important role of encouragement (his) on the one hand, and the folly of rigid ideas about art (mine) on the other! I received a lot of nice feedback and am grateful it was published in The Eye… Continue reading

    Passover, Easter and the promise of new life! by Harold Feinstein

    Happy Passover and Happy Easter to those who celebrate. Or, I could say Happy Spring! Even though it’s been the longest winter I can remember and outside my window there’s still way too much snow on the ground, the promise of new life is there. And that seems to be the message of these two… Continue reading

    Recently discovered photographs: A lifetime of editing (part two!) by Harold Feinstein

    Last year I published a post entitled Old “new” photographs: A lifetime of editing where I looked at the entire journey of photography as a series of creative choices. Each choice involves editing. So, photography is all about editing. It’s the moment you choose, the focus you choose, the camera and lens you choose, and… Continue reading

    Remembering Edward Steichen by Harold Feinstein

    If I were to name the five most important people in my photography career, Edward Steichen would have to be on that list. I was only sixteen in 1947 when Steichen, then 68, became the Director of Photography at the Museum of Modern Art. Three years later, in 1950, I walked into the museum unannounced… Continue reading

    A grateful heart on Valentine’s Day 2015 by Harold Feinstein

    We are all born gifted. The gift is life itself! The truth of these words, which I have often said to my students, has never been clearer to me than during this past year. A year ago on Valentine’s Day I was in the hospital recovering from a heart attack. A few weeks later I… Continue reading