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Tony | November 24, 2013


I started STRAYLIGHT Press in order to produce and distribute Printed
Photo Matter. My own, and others’.

In this day and age of interweb image consumption I reckoned that
physical objects, fotos in book and ‘zine form, still have their place.
Maybe, even, especially have their place.

From the Study on Post-Pubescent Manhood, by Stacy Kranitz. STRAYLIGHT Press

The days of the foto as a precious commodity to be seen only as a print
upon a wall, or only to be held in the dark of some museum’s collection
vault, just seems so quaint. (Not that I have a problem with that as one
aspect of what fotografy can be. In fact, I kind of like looking at framed
fotos on walls. And collections certainly have their place.)

HOMIES, by Adam Amengual. STRAYLIGHT Press

The days of instantly posted images thrown up onto the web are upon
us. Books and ‘zines are less disposable and, given the commitment,
surely more thought out than the throwing up of images onto a Tumblr,
a blog or, heaven help us, Facebook.

Live Through This, by Tony Fouhse. STRAYLIGHT Press


Which is happy to announce a new publication: L.A. PHOTOGRAPHS, by
yours truly. In an edition of 200, signed and numbered ‘zines. There are
also two Special Edition versions (in an edition of 10) that come with an
8×10 print. (The Special Edition “Runaway” is sold out and, as of this
writing, there are three copies of the Special Edition “Parking” available.)


I won’t bore you with any more details here. If you are interested just
drop by STRAYLIGHT and have a look. Here: XXXX

There are also copies of LIVE THROUGH THIS available, which now come
not only with free shipping in Canada (and only $5 to the USA and $10 to
the rest of the world), but also wrapped in a very cool object: a make ready
from the print run.

Sample make ready (run through the press twice)

Here: XXXX

Shipping of all STRAYLIGHT publications in Canada is now free,
and only $5 to the USA and $10 to the rest of the world.


A while ago I supported DISCO, a Kickstarter thing by Andrew Miksys. Got the
book in the mail (all the way from Lithuania) this week. Brilliant.



Andrew is an American-Lithuanian. For ten years he would travel to Lithuania,
and drive the back-roads until he found discotheques. Discos in small towns,
many located in Soviet- era culture houses.

Once there he would photograph. Not in a documentary fashion. No, he shot
portraits, interiors and the roads he took to get there. I love this approach.



And the actual, physical, book is fantastic, too, what with its slightly sparkly,
slightly plush cover and its the wonderful reproductions of great fotos.

You can find info on the book here: XXXX




Opening this Wednesday (Nov. 27th) is STEPHEN HARPER: The Portrait Gallery.
A pop-up show organized by Don Monet, in which various artists react to one
Stephen Harper, P.M.


Like the poster says: Three Days Only.

Then, opening Thursday, December 5th, at Exposure Gallery, is a show called:

Weirdly enough, the images I have in these 2 shows are related. The portrait of
Harper will be in the portrait show and a shot of his limo with security detail will
be in the show at EXPOSURE.


HARPER deets here: XXXX
CELEBRATION deets coming later.


Tony | November 17, 2013

Back in Feb., 2011 I spent some time in L.A., me and my Linhof. Ended up
exposing about 110 pieces of film.

That was when I was in the middle of the whole LIVE THROUGH THIS thing
and, while it was swell to get away, I was pretty much beside myself the
whole time I was there. Upon my return all hell broke loose. Steph was
rushed to the hospital and had brain surgery and I was consumed by the
fallout from that. Took me over a year to regain my equilibrium.

So the whole L.A. trip kind of got forgotten.


But a few weeks ago I decided to try to make some sense of those L.A.
photographs; I pulled them out and started an edit. One of the beauties
of shooting so few fotos is that the edit is a lot less complicated than it
would be if there were hundreds or thousands of images to choose from,
and some big (or little) story or narrative arc to wrangle.


But at the same time, I didn’t (couldn’t, wouldn’t) just throw a bunch
of fotos into some layout and sequence and call it done. There was
a lot of reviewing images, re-scanning and proof printing. Lots of
moving around of shots. A number of versions of the dummy . . .


I ended up with L.A. PHOTOGRAPHS. A 40 page book that will soon
be available at STRAYLIGHT Press.



Ex-assistant Christina Riley is at it again.

She was blogging vociferously for a bunch of years, some really
intense stuff about love and madness. It was kind of secret in
that not many folks had access to what she was posting. (That
work will become a STRAYLIGHT publication in 2014.)

Potential page spread. ©Christina Riley

After a layoff Christina is blogging again, and this time it’s no
secret. I suggest you check out BEAUTIFUL AND GONE, where
she posts fotos and writes about a few new series she’s in the
initial stages of shooting. And, now that she is on the cusp of
becoming a mother, she begins to look at that, too.

Plain and simple honesty. From a unique perspective, but one
that, if you, too, are honest, you will recognize.


Seaside portrait, 2013. © Christina Riley


Tony | November 10, 2013

Following are two frames from each of the personal projects
I’ve shot since 2002. (Missing are frames from the smaller
side projects completed during this time.)

They look weird, to me, all stacked up like this, robbed of
the context they derive from being in an extended sequence
alongside their fellow-images from each project. Fotografy
can be funny like that; especially if you (like me) believe that
fotos are better tools of communication when they are part
of a larger whole.

I suppose, like all histories, this one here must be seen
knowing there’s always more to the story.

Laundromat, Borrego Springs, Califonia, 2002. (CALI)

Door and desert, Califonia, 2002. (CALI)

Desert Hot Springs, California, 2003. (THE DESERTS OUTSIDE OF LOS ANGELES)

Couple, Borrego Springs, California, 2003. (THE DESERTS OUTSIDE OF LOS ANGELES)

Dwayne and his niece, Pine Apple, Alabama, 2004. (DEEP SOUTH)

Carwash, Stateline, Mississippi, 2004. (DEEP SOUTH)

Larry and Garry Lipford, identical twins, Ohio, 2005. (OHIO)

Wall, Ohio, 2005. (OHIO)

Harmony, USER Night, 2007. (USER)

Jessica and Melissa, USER Night, 2007. (USER)

Dakota, USER Women, 2008. (USER)

Tracy, USER Women, 2008. (USER)

Containers, East Rutherford, New Jersey, 2008. (BESIDE THE PASSAIC)

Railyard, Passaic, New Jersey, 2008. (BESIDE THE PASSAIC)

Bo, USER Men, 2009. (USER)

Steve, USER Men, 2009. (USER)

Christmas Day, Helena, Arkansas, 2009. (CHRISTMAS IN THE DELTA)

Christmas Day, West Memphis, Arkansas, 2009. (CHRISTMAS IN THE DELTA)

Helena, USER 2010, 2010. (USER)

Sandy, USER 2010, 2010. (USER)

Jesse and his son, Jesse, East L.A. 2011. (ANGELENOS)

Russian Émigrés, Hollywood Blvd., Los Angeles . 2011. (ANGELENOS)

Steph in her room, Ottawa, November, 2010. (LIVE THROUGH THIS)

Steph in her room, New Glasgow, June, 2011. (LIVE THROUGH THIS)

Special Event, Ottawa, 2013. (OFFICIAL OTTAWA)

Road block, Ottawa, 2013. (OFFICIAL OTTAWA)


Tony | November 3, 2013

Tanya Foote sits in her studio looking at a wall of photos, wondering. She gets up and
moves some of them around, looking for patterns, cohesion and sympatico amongst the
proof prints. (She’s a photographer who believes in photography as a gathering of data
and that that data can and should be organized into complex narrative sequences and
arcs.) She puts together a string of 4 that seem to resonate but is flummoxed when
she tries to add more images. A temporary setback, she knows. Look the other way,
don’t think too much, just be and act. See what happens. It’s a problem with a million
possible solutions, only some of those solutions are more correct that others. No hurry.


So she whips out her phone to see who has tweeted in the past 10 minutes. She sees
Lou Reed died. She knows Lou. Well . . . she doesn’t know him, she has listened to some
of his songs, the hits she guesses. For sure she knows what they sound like, or maybe
what they feel like. Or something. At any rate, she is weirdly affected and tweets OMG,
I luv Lou RIP.


Over on Fb Tanya sees all the other messages of love and affection for poor dead Lou.
Such an influence he was, everyone’s going to scroll thru their iPods, listen to Sweet
Jane and Walk on the Wild Side, if they have them. If not, well, there’s always YouTube,
isn’t there?

So that’s what Tanya does. YouTube, because she doesn’t actually own any Lou Reed.
(She briefly considers buying a song or two but doesn’t.) Kind of brings back some
memories. Younger days, drugs. She’s older now (of course) and doesn’t take so
many drugs as she used to. (She never was brave enough to try the hard stuff, not
like Lou.)

A little lost in nostalgia, she turns back to her wall of photos, moves some around
and a partial solution to a small part of the puzzle falls into place. And that’s good
enough for today. I wonder what’s on TV, she wonders.