"The camera is an instrument that teaches people how to see without a camera." - Dorothea Lange

Monday, March 17, 2008

kevin carter


“Witness the shot of a stick-thin, malnourished toddler who stopped to rest on her way to a feeding station in war-torn Sudan. The picture, taken by South African photojournalist Kevin Carter, shows the girl on her knees, bent at the waist with her forehead resting on the dry, dusty dirt.

She is alone except for a vulture behind her, waiting for her to die.

This picture captivated the world in 1993 and won a Pulitzer Prize in 1994. A few months later, Carter taped a garden hose to the exhaust of his pick-up truck and fed the other end into the passenger side window.

Broke and depressed over the loss of a friend, his suicide note read, in part, ‘I am haunted by the vivid memories of killings & corpses & anger & pain . . . of starving or wounded children, of trigger-happy madmen, often police, of killer executioners.'"
- I.U. South Bend Preface, 4/07

“Mr. Carter started as a sports photographer in 1983 but soon moved to the front lines of South African political strife, recording images of repression, anti-apartheid protest and fratricidal violence. A few days after winning his Pulitzer Prize in April, Mr. Carter was nearby when one of his closest friends and professional companions, Ken Oosterbroek, was shot dead photographing a gun battle in Tokoza township.

His picture of an emaciated girl collapsing on the way to a feeding centre, as a plump vulture lurked in the background, was published first in The New York Times and The Mail & Guardian, a Johannesburg weekly. The reaction to the picture was so strong that The New York Times published an unusual editor's note on the fate of the girl. Mr. Carter said she resumed her trek to the feeding centre. He chased away the vulture.

Afterwards, he told an interviewer, he sat under a tree for a long time, ‘smoking cigarettes and crying’. His father, Mr. Jimmy Carter said last night: ‘Kevin always carried around the horror of the work he did.’”
- The New York Times, 1994, from Carter’s obituary

A recent discussion among those of us who traveled together to Uganda this past December about the moral dilemmas with which image- makers are sometimes confronted, as well as the emotional hardships endured by witnessing and recording trauma, led to a conversation about Kevin Carter and this well known photograph.

The photograph won Carter a Pulitzer Prize and catapulted him to photo fame; it also evoked much criticism. Many felt it was wrong of him to simply stand by and make a picture of the starving girl rather than putting down his camera and helping her to the nearby feeding center. Others took the stance that had he not made the picture, Sudan would have remained an unknown tragedy.

It is a thought provoking dialogue, one that often comes up among image-makers in devastating situations. If you would like to learn more about Carter check out this video.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

A few sleepless nights ago, I'm embarassed to admit that I watched "The Real Housewives of New York City". I was dismayed that this particular couple was so proud to have their life shown on television. All they cared about was money, what it could buy (they went to the Caribbean and spend close to $100k on clothes for the wife) and making sure their family including their children associated only with "the best" people. They were so proud of this and I was embarassed and ashamed for them.

I find myself often reminding my daughter that she has a "better" life than 95% of the people in the world. No, we don't drive new cars and yes, our home needs work, but we are so lucky to be have been born when and where we were, so blessed to have full bellies and so may comforts we take for granted.

Why do we sometimes need to be reminded of our own good fortune by seeing a shocking photo of a starving child, reading a story of an artist who takes his own life rather than face his own pain, hear about wars over rocks we can wear on our fingers? Will any of "the stuff" make a difference when we're gone?

S.A.

P Scott Cummins said...

Gloria, you would like my friend Eugene Cho - he has responded to that photo is this way:

http://eugenecho.wordpress.com/2008/04/09/why-publicly-fight-poverty/#comment-13939

Another local friend of mine, an old Africa hand, likes to say that we Americans only think we are addicted to Starbucks - in actuality we all mainline a heroin-like cocktail of petroleum products and retail spending in order to get that comfortable little methadone buzz that keeps us safe in our smug blame-otherness.

Eugene Cho is struggling to break away from that, like all others that work to Change the Truth...

Harbinjer said...

I too have carried this picture and many others around with me of hunger and despair in many African nations . I give generously, but have no way to know if its having any effect on the populace. I really wish I could find out what happened to that little angel being stalked by a vulture. I wish I could make more of a difference and devote every summer of my life to 3rd world countries delivery needed supplies. I have tried to bring awareness, but many people are just to self absorbed to get involve in trying to create solutions and devote time and resources to a cause that desperately needs everyone, honestly I don't even know why getting involved and solving these problems are issues, it should be second nature to all of us.