Showing posts with label Portrait. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Portrait. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 10, 2026

Studio Day 36

Larry Wolf, Remembered (2025)

Charlie Porter: Nova Scotia House (2025) - Queer Magic

Do you remember that time?, says Gareth. Maybe it didn't strike you because you were so young, you weren't to know. We were all exhausted, all of us who survived, everyone was exhausted. Everyone wanted the nightmare to be over.

Everyone wanted to live normal lives. Everyone wanted to forget about everything. It is understandable, you cannot blame anyone for it. But here is the thing, Johnny. Before the nightmare began, the last thing we wanted was normality. Our lives were dedicated to the pursuit of queer magic,

He stretched out the words. Qu-ee-er mmm-ag-ic.

It was queer magic that reached back through time, reached far into the future, it broke time, it broke the physical realm, it broke the constraints of what is considered normal, that awful world of conformity where really you just become a cog in the machine, where you are milked for profit, where your primary role is to consume and therefore be consumed. AIDS put queer magic in total jeopardy. So much magic wiped out. We have to reconnect with queer magic today or else all is lost.

Gareth sips his tea. Gareth bites his biscuit. Gareth sips his tea. I say nothing, Gareth has not finished, his thoughts are still loose and free, this is intelligence, not academia, not cleverness, this is intelligence, being able to set thoughts loose and free, the bravery, the lack of fear, the nerve and the patience to set thoughts loose and free where they might falter, to let them instead head into full flight, to expand and unravel and reveal themselves and reveal their contradictions and their complexities and their paradoxes and maybe the thoughts become a new plane of realization, maybe that plane is never reached but the attempt is worth it, the attempt takes time, Gareth takes time and so goes beyond time. Gareth sips his tea.

This is how you honour Jerry, says Gareth and he is speaking into new air. Can you see? By connecting with queer magic. By resisting normality. By caring. By coming here, every week, to spend this time with me, by being here, you know how much it means to me, Johnny, that you come here, that you care enough to sit here and be bored rigid by this dried-up old dragon.

Gareth is staring at me as he says this and is smiling.

I am never bored rigid by you Gareth, I say and I mean it, though Gareth is sometimes boring, sometimes says the same thing over and over, often says the same thing over and over, repeats himself, goes over the same stories, treads the same ground, sometimes he is boring and that is OK I am never bored by him, I am never bored rigid.

If we normalize Jerry's death, we eradicate Jerry. We eradicate him. If we normalize the nightmare of HIV, the nightmare of our lives, we eradicate its victims, because so many of its victims lived a life that was anything but normal. It is so normal to say someone is a saint. I hate normality. Anyway dear you know what I think, you've heard me say it so many times, right now it's pretty much only you left that will listen. And Maude.

Maude has not moved.

Keep doing what you are doing, Johnny my dear boy, Jerry would be proud of you, Jerry is proud of you, keep living life as you are living life, keep making mistakes, keep fucking up, keep being glorious. Go and see that awful man again, he sounds so awful. Do make sure you come and tell me all about it, won't you. You know I like to be kept up to speed. All the news that's fit to print.

Wednesday, June 25, 2025

Family

Sonya at Sixteen

Surrounded - Heshel, Miriam, Ruthie, Harold, Abe -
no Anita
headaches, dizzy, bewildered, dead
just before Pesach
we moved on
like always
running 
running from
Europe
North Atlantic
vast Canada
Brooklyn
enough already

Observant, keeping the old ways, though papa keeps his yarmulke under his hat
Ruthie and I navigate - Yiddish, Russian, English - their guides in this new world
I’m ready to break out and find my way
observant of me
still I see Benji
he helped me pick out this coat
stylish
mama says I’m too ready to leave 
I should take my time
Time! 
Anita was so vibrant - now gone
shvester I miss you

We are gathered before the camera
smile but don’t smile
relax but not too much
show the people in Kyiv we’ve arrived
we have warm coats
shined shoes (well, not papa)
a professional photographer
Ruthie is ready to dance
I just want this to be over.

-- Larry Wolf, 24 June 2025

Unknown Photographer,
My Great Grandparents and their Children (1917?)

Monday, October 21, 2024

Arthur Rimbaud at 17 and 170

Larry Wolf, Two Portraits of Arthur Rimbaud at 17 by Etienne Carjat 1871
as seen through the pages in Wyatt Mason Rimbaud Complete 2002 (2024)

Patti Smith reminded me that yesterday, 20 October (1854), was Arthur Rimbaud's birthday. She recited a poem, I think her own translation, transcribed by me, with apologies for any errors.

My Bohemia

Fists in torn pockets, I departed.
My overcoat grew ideal too. 
I walked your night, oh muse,
And dreamed, oh what glorious love.

My only trousers had a hole.
Little Tom Thumb,
I dropped my dreaming rhymes,
My lodging was the great Bear Inn.

And in the sky my stars were rustling.
I listened seated by the road 
In soft September 
Where the dew was wine vigor on my face.

And in weird shadows rhyming
Plucked like lyres the laces of my martyred shoes,
One foot against my heart.

-- Arthur Rimbaud/Patti Smith translation

Tuesday, June 4, 2024

Containing Multitudes

Larry Wolf, Still Point (Eric) (2024)

You look at me across the two-top, across a quarter century, unguarded moments in the bubble of our relationship, your presence an anchor in the swirl of activity. We hold each other in our gaze, two men, our lives entwined.

Something fresh emerges in the layering of memories—mundane moments, shared meals, waiting for trains or traveling on planes, a pause of connection.

This  image contains multitudes: 37,260,000 pixels from 79 portraits. Light and shadow from times once present, now recalled, photons through a lens, electrons crafted with software, eyes on a screen, hands on a keyboard, ink on paper. 


[in Devotion: A Queer Photography Exhibition, curated by Taylor Roberts and Grace Coudal, Latitude Chicago, June 22 - July 13, 2024

Revised Thursday 26 July 2024

Larry Wolf, Still Point (Eric) (2024)

 Printed Large

Larry Wolf, DIY at Latitude (2024)


Sunday, October 1, 2023

As Seen By Others

Wayne Cable, Portrait of Larry (2023)

Dana Day, Portrait of Larry - Collodian Tintype (2023)

These photographs are from the Filter Photo Festival. Wayne Cable and Dana Day graciously took my portrait, at the conclusion of the week and at Rashod Taylor's Wet Plate Collodion Workshop.

Tuesday, August 15, 2023

Slow Photography - The Prints

Hillary Johnson, Eric and Larry (2023)

Hillary Johnson, Eric and Larry (2023)

Hillary Irene Johnson, Photographer

Tuesday, August 8, 2023

Sunday, August 6, 2023

Slow Photography

Hillary Johnson, Larry & Eric (2023)

Larry Wolf, Hillary with Camera (2023)

Friday, July 28, 2023

Four Printed Large

Larry Wolf (2023)

Larry Wolf (2023)

Larry Wolf (2023)

Larry Wolf (2019/printed 2023)

Wednesday, July 26, 2023

Three Viewing 3-D

at the Temple Israel Reform Synagogue in Leadville Colorado

Larry Wolf (2023)

Larry Wolf (2023)

Larry Wolf (2023)

Monday, July 24, 2023

Monday Morning

Larry Wolf (2023)

Larry Wolf (2023)

Thursday, July 20, 2023

Pearls - 1996

Tom O'Neil, Portrait of Larry (1996/printed 1997/scanned 2020)

Friday, July 14, 2023

How They Wanted to Be Seen

Patric McCoy: Take My Picture

Many of McCoy's subjects aim that "Look" directly at the camera
and by extension, the viewer. 

Here the viewer is transformed from spectator to prey,
someone to be chosen.

Larry Wolf, Patric McCoy Take My Picture Exhibition (2023)

Larry Wolf, Patric McCoy Take My Picture Exhibition - "The Look" (2023)

Wrightwood 659 - Patric McCoy: Take My Picture April 14-July 15, 2023

 
Over a crucial ten year period, Patric McCoy shot thousands of images—always at the subjects’ request—which form a rich document of 1980s Black gay Chicago. Take My Picture features a selection of some 50 black-and-white and color photographs from this decade, by the end of which thousands would die of HIV/AIDS, including many of McCoy’s friends, lovers, and subjects. McCoy’s subjects are neither posed nor directed; each has agency over how he is seen, elevating his humanity, inverting and subverting the viewer’s gaze. Take My Picture can be seen as a poignant marker of place, time, and memory; an altar to those lost.
Juarez Hawkins, curator

The Queer Review - Interview with Patric McCoy

“... these men wanted to be seen & documented the way they were”

On his 38th birthday in December 1984, budding photographer Patric McCoy made a commitment to himself that he would carry his 35mm camera with him wherever he went, take at least one shot a day, and stop whatever he was doing if anyone asked him to take their picture and oblige.

...

Fulfilling an unspoken need for Black men to see themselves, McCoy’s photographs are an intimate, playful, and poignant marker of place and time. Perhaps most significantly of all, McCoy captured his subjects just as they wanted to be seen.

 

Never the Same - Patric McCoy: Conversations About Art Transforming Politics & Community in Chicago & Beyond

Patric McCoy recently retired from a 28-year career as an environmental scientist in the Air and Radiation Division of the U.S. Environmental Protection Agency’s Regional Office in Chicago. He has been collecting contemporary African American art for 41 years. In 2003 he co-founded Diasporal Rhythms, a not-for-profit 501(c)3 arts organization comprising informed and passionate art collectors from Chicago’s African American communities. The organization promotes the collection of art works by living artists of African descent. Patric’s striking photographic portrayals of African American men on the streets of Chicago in the 1980s have been the subject of the ongoing “Gift Project” by emerging artist Samantha Hill. 


Diasporal Rhythms

In 2003, Diasporal Rhythms was founded by Carol J. Briggs, Joan Crisler, Patric McCoy and Daniel T. Parker as a direct result of a panel discussion  at the South Side Art Center’s Collectors’ Forum where a spirited discussion demonstrated the need for organized action by art collectors to expand the appreciation of contemporary visual art created by artists of the African diaspora.

 

Go Fund Me - 38 Special

Now – together with his co-author, artist and curator John Neff – McCoy is working to publish his images in an artist's book. Titled 38 Special, this highly anticipated photo book presents a carefully selected sampling of one of the largest and richest photographic archives of a Chicago demimonde that has gone largely unrepresented in existing histories of the city. In the book, large-scale portraits will anchor montage spreads including cityscapes of Chicago street life in the 1980s. Detailed oral histories and other texts will add color and detail to the book. The book will also include documentation of McCoy's The Gift Project (2008 - ongoing), in which he shares his images with other artists for use as inspiration and reference.

Wednesday, April 26, 2023

Saturday, February 11, 2023

making love to this emerging tender indestructible being

Making art
Making love
Making life


Coming
One breath
One stroke
Simultaneous


No past
Except 
The vast past
Here
Pregnant 
Now


All identities
All ways of being
Now


No self
No not self
No other
Not one
Not two
Being
Now


As the old ends, 
nothing works
As the new begins, nothing works
In the moment, 
just the moment


The subtle bold exertion of intention


to fail
queerly
tenderly 
lovingly


to make love 
in the moment
to make love 
to the moment
to make love 
to the art as it emerges
to love whatever emerges


coherent thought falls apart
metastatic
no center
no hold


this touch of 
hand 
of body
this touch of 
pen
pencil
marker
brush
And then
water
pigments
All flow and bleed and blend and move
Energy
Alive


Grief and joy in the same breath
Heartbreak in the flowering
To be new is to kill the old


no center
only fringe


passing sucks
pleasing sucks
covering sucks
let go of normal
be divergent


let go of scenery
let go of realism
let go of making sense
let go of a lifetime of becoming


nothing to work
nothing to achieve


desire
objectless hunger for life
breathe
listen
this moment
this experience
let go of the tight shoulders
let go of the crossed knees
let go of the urge for another gulp of water
let go of yet another book
let go of yet another idea
let go of yet another human to connect with
let go of fear of missing out
let go of fear of missing
let go of fear
let go
let
be

-- Larry Wolf, 11 February 2023

Wednesday, November 23, 2022

I Sell The Shadow

Sojourner Truth in Collaboration with S. C. Wright -
I Sell the Shadow to Support the Substance (1864/65)
Art Institute of Chicago

Included in the exhibition,  A Field Guide to Photography and Media (Nov 19, 2022–Apr 10, 2023)

Saturday, April 9, 2022

Grandfather

Ben Wein (unknown photographer, no date)

Friday, April 8, 2022

Portrait Drawing

 

Larry Wolf, Portrait - Charcoal on Paper (2022

Larry Wolf, Portrait - Pen on Paper (2022)


Larry Wolf, Portrait - Conte Crayon on Paper (2022)

Drawn at Lillstreet Art Center in Karen Dana Cohen's Contemporary Drawing class on April 7, 2022.

Tuesday, March 22, 2022

Oscar yi Hou

Oscar yi Hou, Coolieisms, aka: Sly Son Goku, 2021. Courtesy of the artist.


Oscar yi Hou, Cowboy Kato Coolie, aka: Bruce’s Bitch, 2021.
Photo by Jason Mandella. Courtesy of the artist and James Fuentes.


Oscar yi Hou, Fire Snake of El Barrio, aka: Sunflower, 2021.
Photo by Jason Mandella. Courtesy of the artist and James Fuentes.


Oscar yi Hou, Forlorn fire-escape flowers, aka_ New York strings of life, 2020.
Photo by Jason Mandella. Courtesy of the artist and James Fuentes.


At Columbia, yi Hou critically examined the country’s nation-building myths and histories of westward expansion. Research into stories of cowboys and coolies fueled new threads in his paintings, which continue to be complicated by notions of desire and queer kinship. In school, yi Hou also became more critical of his intentions to paint underrepresented people, of what he described as “a simplistic representational politics.” He was questioning his role as a sort of spokesperson when he read about Trinh T. Minh-ha’s deliberate framework of “speaking nearby” rather than “speaking about.” The filmmaker’s approach to ethnography has since been a grounding ethos for his practice. “When I was first reading all these texts and encountering all these thinkers, I was like, ‘Shit, I’m not going to represent anyone ever again. Like, is this violent?’” yi Hou said. “Trinh T. Minh-ha was a lifejacket, a rubber ring.”

Artsy Editorial by Claire Voon, March 14, 2022