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Huck Issue 67 - Doc Photo Special

Huck is inspired by DIY culture, featuring people who make you think, who challenge the system, who strike out on their own. Packed with intelligent journalism and stunning photography, it covers the people and the places that are shaping culture all over the world.

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United Kingdom
Language:
English
Publisher:
The Church of London
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voices of change

There’s a well-known poster by the anonymous art group Guerrilla Girls that reads, “Do women have to be naked to get into the Met Museum?” Beneath these words lies a reclining woman – an homage to Jean-Auguste-Dominique Ingres’ Odalisque, only her face is hidden by one of the group’s signature gorilla masks – alongside some smaller text that rams the point home. “Less than five per cent of the artists in the modern art sections are women, but 85 per cent of the nudes are female.” That poster dates back to 1989, but the figures haven’t changed. Work by women still only constitutes three to five per cent of major permanent collections across the US and Europe. And photography, the most modern of representative art forms, has done little to distinguish…

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jane hilton

Way Out West Between the ages of 10 and 18, my life was geared towards being a musician. I grew up in Beaconsfield, Buckinghamshire, and spent every weekend at music school. I couldn’t get enough of learning new instruments – percussion, oboe, violin – and dreamed of becoming a concert pianist. Of course, when you hit your late teens, going out starts to become more important than practising. By the time I was studying music at university, I realised how unlikely that dream was and decided to change paths. Luckily, I managed to modify my degree so that it was half music and half visual arts. As part of the latter, I was given a camera to learn photography. I had no idea the enormity of what this discovery would bring into…

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lois bielefeld

Private Parts I’ll admit it: I’m nosy. I’ve always been fascinated by what people’s habits and personal spaces reveal about them. I think growing up with a mother who was legally blind made me more aware and empathetic, not just of how she interacted with the world, but of how the world interacted with her in comparison to me. Growing up in Milwaukee, I often assumed that I had been adopted. I was the creative outlier of the family, safely tucked away in my fantastical make-believe world. My dad would watch TV while my mom tended to the household chores, my older brother busying himself with his collection of baseball cards. But as different as I seemed, my parents willingly indulged that creative side: pushing me to take extra classes at the…

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natalie keyssar

The Bigger Picture I grew up in Durham, North Carolina, during the 1990s – a time when the American Dream felt like it was collapsing in on itself. One of my earliest perceptions of the world around me was that the system was broken. I was comfortably middle class and had a lot of friends with less, as well as other friends with more. I’ve spent a lot of my life moving between different worlds that don’t interact with each other much, and I think it gave me some formative lessons on privilege and the violence of inequality that in many ways set the foundation for my work. The first of my friends went to jail when I was 16. The day before his court date, we tried to pack the youth…

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kendrick brinson

Life After Life I was 26 the first time I flew to Phoenix, Arizona and drove north to Sun City. It was also the first time that I’d flown somewhere for a self-funded documentary project, following a layoff as a staff photographer for a newspaper earlier that year. I’d never been to the desert before and knew, just from seeing a glimpse of Sun City in a film, that there would be palm trees and curving streets lined with cookie-cutter homes. Having grown up in a quiet, metropolitan neighbourhood in South Carolina, this Arizona landscape seemed completely foreign to me: the harshness of the light, the gravel lawns, the 25-foot cacti – all of it framed by architecture so carefully planned that it seemed downright surreal. Even the trash cans are kept…

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ada bligaard søby

The Best is Yet to Come My ex-boyfriend Louis was 10 years older than me and led a wild, improvised life. He grew up as an orphan, squatted as a punk in London and had a son from a previous relationship. I was 21 when we met and was immediately drawn to this treasure trove of pictures he’d accumulated. Being an inexperienced person just starting out as a photographer myself, I was probably in awe of that. A few years ago, I kept seeing updates from Louis popping up on Facebook. He was living in Asia, constantly posting photos of what he was doing while taking the piss out of himself. It cracked me up so much that it gave me an idea. I thought back to the pictures of us as…

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