‘Microphones in 2020‘ is a 2020 album from alt-folk band “Microphones” (now known as “Mount Eerie”). Microphones in 2020, though, is a collection of 761 photographs that sorta follow the music; it’s a photobook, sure, and also a sort of stop-motion music video. tl;dr: it’s maybe the most interesting and inspirational thing I’ve pulled off …
Author Archives: James Cockroft
Donna Ferrato – ‘Holy’
Donna Ferrato’s Holy is a celebration of women, in all shapes, sizes, colors, and genders-at-birth, made over several decades and on many continents, and I’m privileged to have a signed copy.
Colin Westerbeck & Joel Meyerowitz – ‘Bystander’
Back in 2011/12, when I first got (back) into photography, Colin Westerbeck and Joel Meyrowitz’s Bystander: A History of Street Photography was an oft-mentioned bit of unobtanium, with copies of the 2001 edition running a few hundred dollars. I wrote it off as one one of those books I’d just never see and quickly forgot …
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Janko Bosch – ‘Dressed’
In November 2022, Janko Bosch reached out to me and offered to send a copy of his new book/zine, Dressed. Most email I receive at this address is of the canned meat variety, and so it’s a thrill to receive actual comments from actual humans.
Victor Burgin – ‘Between’
Victor Burgin’s Between collects interviews and occasional writings around a double handful of Burgin’s photo/art projects from the mid-1970s to the mid-1980s. The book originally appeared in 1986 and was out of print for a couple of decades until Mack reprinted it in 2020. As someone interested in art history & theory (I hold a …
Antone Dolezal & Lara Shipley – ‘The Devil’s Promenade’
I’m not sure where or how I heard about Antone Dolezal & Lara Shipley‘s wonderful mix of photographs, archival images and documents, and text exploring a small part of Eastern Oklahoma known as The Devil’s Promenade. I’m a sucker for books like this, and it doesn’t disappoint.
Robert Frank – ‘The lines of my hand’
For the longest time, I thought The Americans was Robert Frank’s only photography book… smh. Shows what I know.
