Photos Not Taken
Three photographers describe the most poignant pictures they never took
September / October 2004
Bruno Ceschel Blueprint
Nan Goldin on the photograph she never took of the
death of her friend, the writer and artist David Wojnarowicz, who
died from AIDS in 1992
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He was lying on the bed. He had pearls on. He was holding them
up in his hands, [and] he was describing something. Then his eyes
were closed and he would be quiet. I loved him. He was a beautiful
man, very tall and very skinny. I have some beautiful pictures of
him. But it didn't feel right in my stomach. We weren't in the same
reality at that time. Do you know what I mean? Have you ever taken
LSD? He was hallucinating from dying. I don't know what medication
he was on. I'm sure he was on some kind, to help him die without
too much pain.
All the people that I photographed dying of AIDS gave me their
consent, but I never asked Dave. I know that he liked my work; in
his book I'm one of the first people that he thanks. I don't know.
I didn't want to hurt him, even if he wasn't 100 percent
conscious.
I remember the pictures that I haven't taken much better than
those I took. When I don't take a picture, there is frustration
involved. I have a vivid memory of the moment that I didn't
photograph.
Stanley Greene on the photograph he never took of
the execution of a Chechen man
This man's clothes were kind of muddy, and he was a little
bloody, and it looked as if he hadn't shaved for a while. But you
could tell that once he was a good dresser and he must have been
one of the opposition pro-Moscow Chechens.
It was 1996, the Chechens had captured Grozny from the Russians,
who had been occupying the city. But within the city there were
also pro-Moscow Chechens: administrators, politicos, whatever.
He was digging a grave and I took one shot, and [then] another
Chechen, who had a Kalashnikov, made him get out of the grave, put
the gun to his head, and told us to take a picture.