I’m an unabashed sports photo fanboy, the kind of weirdo who seeks out the infinitesimal picture credits.
I never edited a photo of myself in my life. I don’t have the energy.
Every photo shoot, I’m always asking the makeup artist what they’re using on me, and I’ll go out and get it.
I have a publishing company of books by me and books of others. It drew people to poetry readings and photo exhibitions and painting exhibitions that I’ve been doing for years before that.
There’s almost an element of selfies that is like photo therapy. People look upon themselves in a picture and then they critique themselves without knowing so, and that’s what’s happening on mass on Instagram, Twitter, and Facebook.
Think about the photo before and after, never during. The secret is to take your time. You mustn’t go too fast. The subject must forget about you. Then, however, you must be very quick.
We used to have a photo of me in full clown makeup taken when my son was 5. And when he was 17 or 18, he said, ‘Yeah, that thing used to scare me. I hated that photo.’ So it is scary; clowning is scary to people.
In photo shoots, I rely on instinct. Which is not to say I don’t bring ideas to a project or consider it beforehand.
Don’t attack a girl because you see one photo of her and a guy in public.
When I first started dating my husband, I had this weird fascination with the circus and clowns and old carnival things and sideshow freaks and all that. About a month after we started dating, he bought me this amazing black-and-white photo book on the circus in the 1930s, and I started sobbing.
My father was a small business owner. When I was growing up, he ran a one-hour photo store – back when there were one-hour photo stores.
The hardest thing is when you’re in public, and you need to go to the toilet, and someone asks for a photo. And their phone is either flat, dead, or they’ve turned it off completely. You’re trying to rush to the toilet, and they want your autograph – and I hate saying no, I feel so bad.
People didn’t object to me taking their photo. It was something everybody thought was their due: to be King for a Day, win the lottery and be photographed.
I kind of think that if you show conspiracy theorists a photo of the dead Bin Laden they will come up with an explanation for why it’s really a Photoshopped picture of Bin Laden asleep. Or his dead cousin Fred. Donald Trump apparently believes that Bin Laden is dead, so that ought to be enough for the Middle East.
Even when political reporting is not reduced to personality, political photography is. An article might offer depth and complexity, but is illustrated with a photo of one of the 10 politicians whose picture must be attached to every news story.
If you’ve seen a photo of me from when I was a kid, I don’t think anyone would have expected that going in front of the camera was something that I was going to do. I can’t believe how little effort my parents put into making me seem like an appealing little girl.
For 10 days after the Olympics, I couldn’t go back to my house because people were sitting outside waiting to take my photo. That was a bit rubbish. At first I was open: ‘Yeah, of course you can take a photo…’ but after a while, it got to the point where I thought, ‘Whoa, I don’t like this attention anymore.’
The future is in photos for social media. More and more people are not reading, so I try to attach a photo to most Tweets.
In Naples, each time I go out people want to take my photo or ask for autographs.
Being acknowledged by ‘Vogue’ and invited to do ‘Today I’m Wearing’ was a really great moment for me, and the photo diary of my outfits was a really fun thing to do.
I never know what kind of people I’ll meet just by stopping to take a photo.
I love unsalted almonds, especially if I’m about to do a photo shoot or compete. There’s no mess, and they’re so easy to pack in a little Ziploc bag to take with you. It’s my number one go-to snack!
When I say ‘rare,’ it’s my own term. It’s like you’re doing something with a photo that is dominant that no one has ever seen before. #Rare means that it can only be seen here. It’s just a rare moment that I’m sharing with the world.
The ability to identify someone at a moment’s notice by snapping a photo of him or her, to trigger an immediate influx of data about the person behind the face, will forever change the world.
I started being a photographer because I liked fashion. I liked the idea of dressing up and changing my look. I got earrings, dyed my hair. I would dress like a fashion photo.
It’s very difficult to get any footage of yourself doing what you love unless you have a friend who’s a photographer or videographer and wants to document you. That was really the idea and the goal from the beginning: to help people get a good photo, and then it was to help people get a good video.
To be honest, I didn’t love the high-fashion world because models aren’t always treated that well. I was a scrappy kid from a farm, and that world felt a little snobby. But I was grateful for it, and my photo shoots now are really fast because I know my poses.
They almost ran me off the road several times. There are so many chances that they take to get the right photo.
The United States Supreme Court has voted 6-3 that voter photo ID is constitutional.
I go to all these photo shoots, and each time I figure out something new about myself and what I want to wear.
The word ‘Playboy’ alone doesn’t exactly give most women a warm, fuzzy feeling, yet many of the Playboy photos end up in the most praised photo and art magazines and in critically acclaimed photo exhibitions.
Building outrageous expectations about the next big thing – be it a personal video chatting service or venue-based photo sharing app – can create all sorts of complications when things don’t go as planned.
One of the things that makes me most happy about music is that I can look at a picture and see Da Brat, Missy, Lil Kim, Left Eye, and I know Aaliyah is a singer, but to see them all in one photo together hugging and laughing and really having genuine love for each other… I want to feel that with my hip hop sisters.
I love attention. I love going to events and photo shoots… I enjoy it all; the clothing, the makeup, the excitement.
You know, photo conversations are replacing verbal conversations. I don’t know if that’s a bad thing. A photo is worth a thousand words.
As a high-fashion model, I have long had a policy of no nudity or partial nudity in my photo shoots.
People sometimes come up to me, and it’s like they just want to capture Passenger. I feel like Pikachu. Sometimes, in the more sort of depressing moments, it feels like it’s not about the music, it’s just about the photo, and that really worries me.
Back in the day with Ronnie Coleman, there’s a fairly famous photo with me doing the bicep pose with him. I also did a pose with Arnold at the Arnold Classic one year in Columbus, Ohio.
When a moment in front of me appears to be particularly special, whether it be by beauty or experience, I capture it. I usually find a reason to justify taking that photo – symmetry, or color, or contrast – and it’s my hope that my photography sheds light onto what I see and do on a daily basis.
My friend Danny Clinch, who’s a photographer, gave me a big, signed, numbered print of a photo he took of Eddie Vedder in Seattle. It’s hung in my writing room where I have posters of writers that inspire me. They’re all pointing at me. Tom Waits is like, ‘Don’t sell out!’
If Barack Obama’s campaign wants to suggest that a photo of him wearing traditional Somali clothing is divisive, they should be ashamed. Hillary Clinton has worn the traditional clothing of countries she has visited and had those photos published widely.
The boy I was crazy about was super into photography, so I weaseled my way into AP Photo to impress him and spend more time with him. He never liked me back, but I ended up spending most my senior year in the darkroom – it became a sort of safe haven for me.
I don’t really have a treasured possession, but I do love my family’s proper old photo album. We all have hundreds of photos on our phones now, but you can’t beat the old albums stuffed with black-and-white wedding photographs and 1970s Polaroids.
I started having anxiety attacks and panic attacks. I would cry myself to sleep every night and wish I could go back in time and get my life back and be a human again instead of a photo op.
Compared to a lot of artists, I’m usually quite covered up in videos and photo shoots.
I am blessed to be doing what I do. So if I have to be at a photo shoot, do an interview, or make a TV appearance, I am not going to sit around whining and complaining about how I don’t want to get up early or I don’t feel like talking.
When I post a photo from a ‘good angle,’ I receive criticism for looking smaller and selling out. When I post photos showing my cellulite, stretch marks, and rolls, I’m accused of promoting obesity.
We’ve come to expect so little from online privacy measures that public displays of concern about the matter are more or less for show. Being devastated to discover you’ve been tagged in somebody else’s photo has an air of the melodramatic about it at this point.
Recently my publicist asked me for a college photo, and I realize how chubby I looked. I know this sounds totally shallow, but my advice is don’t fall prey to the freshmen fifteen!
