Who is humans of new york

Today, it's very different. I'm going to parks. I'm looking for one person sitting alone on a bench that looks like they have time and it's much more about going deep into that person's life. Covering a wide ground, sometimes you take pictures of people's faces, sometimes it's their feet or their hands. I've had to learn a lot while doing humans of New York and not just about photography, not just about interviewing, I had to learn what the ethics and best practices were of sharing stories of random individuals that didn't sign up for an interview that I approached on the street with millions of people every single day.

And especially when those stories included very candid admissions, about not only themselves but about other people in their family. The anonymous interview emerged kind of out of that consideration, learning that it's sometimes best even if the person doesn't want to or has no interest in not showing their face, to conceal them, their face to protect them from the ramifications of that sort of exposure.

There's nothing else like it and it didn't even exist. It didn't even exist 15 years ago to have millions of people not only consuming your story, but commenting on it in real time. It's a very emotionally intense experience. You featured a young man be Donald chest and a and his principal Nadia Lopez, on your blog that led to a visit with President Obama in the Oval Office in With both of them, tell us how that happened.

Stanton: Um, organically just like all the other stories on the blog, I was walking in Brownsville, Brooklyn, and there was a young man and it was January is very cold.

So he was like the only one out and I approached him. And one of the questions I asked, I asked him who was influenced you the most in your life? And his answer was my principal. Then he told a little story about her. And then at the end of that, um, we were invited to go to the White House and me the principal Miss Lopez is a power in her own right, and fuddle were given 20 minutes with President Obama.

So yeah, it had this wild conclusion. But it started, just like all the other stories, which was a random person on a random street in New York. One of Time magazine's 30 most influential people on the internet, the author of humans of New York and the sequel, humans of New York stories, Brandon Stanton, man, and thanks for speaking with our friends at the Richmond Forum.

And thank you for visiting us in Richmond and visiting us at VPM. We appreciate it. Instead, the collision of photograph and paragraph requires a constant movement between broad themes and searing details, between sentiment and cold fact. If there are connections to be made between the photos and the words, they are left untraced, leaving crucial labor to be done by readers—involving and implicating them in an important, if impossible, process of discovery.

Agee is at times almost mischievous in his illustration of the unknowability of other people and their problems—and the moral quandary involved in trying to uncover them anyway. Both come too easily. Stanton has lately taken his project farther afield as well, to India, Pakistan, Iran. The money for Mott Hall Bridges Academy makes us feel good—and why not? One of the great joys, after all, of looking at a portrait is the imperfectible act of reading a face.

Is that a smile or a leer? Anguish or insight? Focus or fear? The pursed, passing smile of a young woman in what looks like Union Square is made, by force, to correspond to the recent death of her sister.

A pair of kids, two hundred pages apart, wear identical orange ties and blue sweaters, testimony to the growing power, even sartorial, of Eva Moskowitz, the C. A man in a rare uncaptioned photo sleeps on a subway platform, splayed out like a starfish, performing that most basic of urban imperatives: claiming space. Stanton spent the first two years after graduation working in finance in Chicago. When he was laid off, Stanton figured he might as well give photography a chance full time.

So he packed his stuff and moved to New York City. Naturally, Stanton would strike up conversations with his subjects. One day, he decided to throw a quote in as a caption of sorts when he posted one of his shots. It was that I had stopped 5, strangers.