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ASK ANY PROFESSIONAL photographer how many photographs they have taken in their lifetime, and you’re liable to get an astronomical number.
But how many of those exposures are ever seen by anyone other than the photographer himself? Not many.
“When you’re editing you’re editing towards a certain end, and when that end is met you forget about the pictures that didn’t make it,” famed photographer Larry Towell told the New York Times.
Towell and many of his fellow legendary photographers at Magnum Photos, the renowned photo agency, are now diving into their archives, looking through old negatives and digital files to save some of these lost photographs — ones they love, but for whatever reason, never shared.
These striking photos are being rescued as part of a limited-time sale put on by the cooperative agency. Signed prints of select images can be purchased for $100 at Magnum’s webstore.
Magnum shared some images, along with the photographer’s story behind them, with Business Insider. You can see more on their site and on their Instagram page.
Larry Towell took this striking photo of Mennonites in Zacatecas, Mexico and found it years later among tens of thousands of other negatives.
I found this picture after perusing my work among the Mennonites of Mexico, some two thousand rolls of film shot over a period of ten years. Only 120 pictures ever made it into the book. La Honda colony was one of the few that actually had electricity, if you had money.
I was visiting Frank Klassen and his wife, whose name escapes me at the moment. They were landless, unemployed, poverty stricken, and were planning on finding their way to Canada in search of farm work. His wife bummed a cigarette. We smoked at the kitchen table by the light of a kerosene lamp. Then we went outside and I took their picture as the moon was rising.
Micha Bar-Am took captured this moment almost 50 years ago at a Pablo Picasso exhibit in Israel.
In 1966, while working on a feature about a Picasso exhibition at the Tel Aviv Museum of Art, I recorded the pre-opening preparations and observed a moment: One of the cleaners stopped, puzzled, in front of the Picassos. I think that this is an image, that can be universally understood, but with a grain of salt. I never chose this image in edits before because it seemed to me that it felt posed—the composition was a little too perfect. But believe me, it was a lucky moment…
Peter van Agtmael, then a young but already well-respected member of Magnum, took this during a formative time in Chile.
I took this picture in the Atacama Desert of Chile in 2007. It was my first trip back to Chile since I lived there for six months in 2002. Those months were deeply formative for me. I was obsessed with photography but had no real outlet in college. I took the semester off from school and got an internship at a tabloid in Valparaiso. They gave me a loose leash to explore the city and make little features.
I started to learn the freedom to be myself. I had my first experience with conflict during a massive rally that turned suddenly violent. I was scared and strangely liberated. And I fell in love. Although this picture is a departure from most of my work, it was in that place I discovered who I was supposed to be.
Alessandra Sanguinetti made this image during a determinative time in her career as well. It was taken on a beach in Brooklyn in 1992 and almost never saw the light of day until now.
I took this photograph, The Couple, in the summer of ’92. That was long ago when everything and everyone still felt endlessly fascinating and mysterious and when photography was the only way I could take it all in.
I’d left Buenos Aires to spend the summer in Brooklyn with my grandfather and spent every day roaming the city taking pictures and hurrying back home at night excited to develop the film in the blacked out laundry room. I distinctly remember uncurling the wet film this frame was in, seeing it and being in awe at how a portrait could transcend anything I had seen or intended.
Many photos, like this one taken by Olivia Arthur during her time in Azerbaijan, go unseen because, while the photographer loves them, they don’t fit with the current project he or she is working on.
I took this picture when I was working on my project, The Middle Distance. There was a boat that was sitting out in the Caspian Sea on the coast of Azerbaijan. The project was about women and I was researching and working on lots of different little stories about women in the region. But in between working on those stories, I would also just wander and explore with my camera. I made so much work from that trip, so there are a lot of images – like this one – that I’ve always liked but didn’t obviously fit into the subject.
Richard Kalvar took this photo of his wife trapped in her car as it slowly rolled into a car wash.
At a car wash in the suburbs of Paris, I saw this poor woman locked in a car, just as the giant rollers were about to swallow the vehicle. She looked familiar; she was, in fact, my wife. I could never put this picture with my personal work, because there was a certain complicity between me and the subject. To maintain my credibility, my photos must be “found”, which wasn’t quite the case here, so the picture has remained lonely and neglected. But I like it anyway…
Many Magnum photographers are used to photographing in dangerous scenarios and disaster zones, both abroad and at home. Michael Christopher Brown shot this photo on his iPhone after Hurricane Sandy in 2012.
This iPhone picture was made in the Rockaways, New York, after Hurricane Sandy. Most of the time, we see news pictures for a few seconds then never see them again. Like blips on a radar screen, they are important but quickly fade into the bowels of history.
The news pictures I like looking at again and again are often those with a universal message, something I can identify with that is more about the human spirit than the event. I don’t know if this image has an effect on others, but to me, it is less about destruction and more about a certain resilience.
Bruce Davidson has spent his career documenting everyday life in the USA and throughout the world. He found this family in the New Jersey marshes, close to Manhattan, but also worlds apart.
In the winter of 1965, I explored the industrial wasteland across the Hudson River from New York City to New Jersey. I travelled on dirt roads that led through the brackish marshlands with mountainous garbage dumps used for landfill. There I met Willie Royka, who with his young son Willie Jr., picked the dumps for scrap metal in the warmer months and trapped muskrats on the colder days when the pelts were thicker.
They led me deep into the New Jersey meadows where tall cattails obscured the Manhattan skyline and the marshlands became a pristine wilderness. At low tide, we made our way through the muck to the traps and the drowned muskrats. At the end of the day they invited me home, where they skinned and dried the pelts for sale. They also removed the musk gland that can hold the aroma used in perfume-making processes.
This photo, by nationally acclaimed and celebrated photographer Elliott Erwitt, was taken when he was just 18 years old.
In 1946, I was 18 years old and certain that I would become a professional photographer. While still in public school, I managed to save enough to buy my first serious camera—a Rolleiflex with which I shot all my pictures for several years at belly level. Eventually, I moved up to eye level, shooting where I still am with modern cameras.
Recently, while looking in to my old proof sheets and seeing pictures I had taken over 60 years ago, I was pleasantly surprised at what I shot while still a teenager. The picture of a window washer taken 68 years ago is one of those “found” images and a small part of a rescue from the depths of my archive.
Stuart Franklin snapped this “touching moment” in India in 2000.
The picture was shot in Jaipur in 2000 during the annual kite festival. Thousands of people on the city rooftops parry with fighting kites: the aim to cut the string of feuding kites. The strings are dipped in a mixture of glass shards and glue. Truly, this is a photograph that I had forgotten I had taken until quite recently. I recalled the event and the assignment, but not this particular touching moment. I really don’t know how many photographs I have taken. It makes me wonder how many “touching moments” I’ve captured that I’ve somehow forgotten about.
Famed street photographer Bruce Gilden captured this lonely and possibly drunk Santa waiting for the A-train in 1968.
When I was 22 or 23, I took a semester-long photography course. We had an assignment, and I decided I want to follow Santa Claus. At the time, there were all these guys around New York dressing up as Santa for Volunteers of America, and they’d collect donations outside Macy’s, etc. After they’d collect, they’d head back to the volunteers headquarters on Houston Street and go out drinking – most of the Santas were alcoholics.
I took this picture because in my head, I remember thinking, “Why is Santa taking the A train. Where is his sleigh?” Later, I took this photograph to an editor at the New York Times, and he loved it, but said it’s “Too late to publish for Christmas.” Well, I missed the boat that Christmas, so I guess I’ll catch the boat 46 years later.
David Alan Harvey, who has shot all over the world but has a special affinity for the beauties of Rio de Janiero, took this photo of a parkour artist but couldn’t find a home for it until now.
Most of the photographs I make are personal pictures and never end up in print. Even the magazines I shoot for on assignment publish very few of the actual selects. Sometimes these personal pictures will end up in a book of my work. Oftentimes, however, they are simply photographs which I hope resonate, yet rarely find a publication home. I do a lot of personal work in Rio de Janeiro, and this of a parkour artist making a jump on Ipanema Beach is such a moment.
Moises Saman took this photo in Kabul in 2003, where he saw both violence and beauty and captured it all.
This photograph was taken in Kabul in the fall of 2003, during a parade in honour of the late Afghan commander Ahmad Shah Massoud. Massoud, the leader of the Northern Alliance and a fervent anti-Taliban commander, was killed by Tunisian Al Qaeda operatives posing as journalists, two days before the 9/11 attacks.
The Afghanistan I know is a land of clashing contrasts, of raw beauty; its landscape scarred by centuries of wars fought against foreign armies and with itself. From 2001 to 2010, I have returned over and over again, with the hope of documenting the promise of peace and prosperity made by the latest invading powers. I soon realized the fragility of this promise. I found Afghanistan staring at a precipice, its free fall toward anarchy gaining strength throughout the country and no longer confined to the Pashto-speaking provinces where the Taliban was born and remains entrenched.
Bieke Depoorter made this image while working on a project where she travelled the US, asking strangers if she could spend a night in their home.
This photograph was taken during my first visit to the United States for my project, ‘I am About to Call it a Day’. I had just finished working on ‘Ou Menya’ in Russia, a project made by asking people I met on the street to spend a single night in their home. I found that this was my way of entering into the intimacy of their family.
With this, I finally felt comfortable taking photographs of strangers. But I wanted to use the same approach in a country where I could speak the language; I wanted to see if it would still work even then. So, while shooting in the US, I got stranded in a little town in Louisiana. I couldn’t find a place to stay, but an old man wanted to show me, “The only beautiful museum in town.” The museum’s exhibits were buried with dust and the dismal, lonely atmosphere was remarkable.
This is not an image I wanted to use in my book because it’s totally different than any of my other photographs. And to be honest, I actually still don’t know if I like this image! But somehow, for some reason, the photograph keeps popping up in my mind.
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Madness! Life saving services should be the last to get cut. I’d rather see TD’s on 52 grand a year(1000 euro a week with no expenses is still too much). There is still too much fat to be trimmed before cutting what is really needed. What idiots are coming up with this rubbish!
I think this would be terrible. The fire brigade do such a good job, if they have no overtime then the incentive to do extra shifts is lost leaving them short staffed most of the time. This could possibly result in fires not being attended to or worse, lives could be lost.
Agreed,
If they aren’t going to pay them overtime how are they going to fill the needed hours?
Are they going to guilt trip them into it? "lives could be lost if you don’t do the late shift tonight"
There’s plenty of other places costs could be cut before these guys/girls.
@ Ray Boyse. In DFB we have met with EVERY concession that has been asked of us. We have already reduced manning levels on certain appliances and in other roles. Our training centre which is now being closed, has been run with a skeleton staff for months now. Training had more or less ceased anyway as essential upskilling and refresher courses had been cancelled or postponed. People have given out about benchmarking and pay increases over the years, which in fact only really mirrored the rate of inflation. In return we upskilled regularly (in that I mean we are delivering more primary care through the use of different medications on the ambulance, using new and more effective equipment) and we are also delivering more services on the Fire & Rescue side of things. Since then we have received what amounts to more than a 20% pay cut yet we are still expected to deliver the same service. You may argue that we are lucky to have a job but a job in the Emergency Services should be seen as a job for life. We didn’t benefit greatly from the Celtic Tiger, we didn’t get bonuses, our pay increases simply matched inflation and anyway in that time we all upskilled. We work nights, weekends, bank holidays, Christmas and New Year, we get abuse, verbal and physical and we are prepared to put our lives on he line to protect life and limb. In return for that we expect to be modestly remunerated and not vilified for taking a job that is secure. Our budgets have already been cut substantially and the reason that the service has remained the same is because WE HAVE MADE IT WORK. We are constantly making suggestions to make the service better value. There is no actual logical mathematical calculation in reducing our budgets, it is simply a blunt initiative simply because money has to be saved.
A sobering thought for you all. Firefighter deaths in the UK Fire Service were ZERO for the years 1996 to 2002. Following cutbacks in their service this figure increased to THIRTEEN for the years 2003 to 2007. Not to mention the risks it will pose to the general public and their property. These cuts will end up COSTING more money, not saving it.
Minister have 7.5 million in expences last year the fire service short fall this year 1.4. Next year is 4.4 million. That is still less than ministers expenses. One man one vote mister kenny one one term
agree wiyh you paul – just as bad in retained stations – callouts are being screened, refresher courses at a standtill, this years income barely on par with 2001 levels. You will find that many firefighters with long service will retire and will not be replaced – leaving stations understaffed and no experienced personel
Within the ranks of Dublin Fire Brigade, there are numerous staff with a host of 3rd level degrees and qualifications. We provide the services within our working day for more than money. The provision of Fire and Emergency ambulance services in Dublin is second to none in Europe. The proposed cuts will effect only one group of people, namely, you, the public. Various proposals have been put to management within Dublin Fire Brigade and Dublin city council. They have been largely ignored, leaving us where we are today, on the verge of a reduction in the services we provide to you, the public. Overtime is there to facilitate sick or injured Firefighters, Paramedics, and advanced paramedics within the service. If there is no overtime, there is no staff to cover illness, injuries and unforseen leave that happens in all employment, especially one as stressfull and phyically demanding as this. If we have no overtime to cover this leave then Fire appliances and ambulances will be withdrawn from service as there will be no staff to crew them. In Germany the fire service is partially funded by the insurance industry. We do after all limit their liability with regard to payout, as we save the property they insure. In every county in the Irish Republic the local authority charge all users of the fire service for services rendered. This charge is taken from house insurance, car insurance etc. which you pay for. In Dublin Business are charged for call outs. If the city council refuses to charge for services, how can they pay the people that provide those services?? They are after all business people. The members of Dublin Fire Brigade do not regared what we do as a business, we regard it as a necessity. Our business is looking after people. Who looks after us and our families? There is a ban on recruitment within our service. Training of Firefighter/Paramedics in Dublin can be achieved in 2 years, however it takes years of experience to make a multi functional individual in this service of true value. Experience is haemorrhaging from the ranks as members retire, and these have not been replaced. As public servants allow us to do our job to the best of our ability, after all, we serve you.
Why is it always frontline services that get hammered?
@ Ray Boyse.
Can you honestly justify the wastage that exists at government level, the endless billions being pumped into the black hole that is the the banking sector and actually agree with a cut in funding of front line emergency budgets ?We’ve already saved 3.5 million through CPA, remember our staff level is only 900. This is a sad fact but people only ever realise what or how much we do when they need us. We’re not looking for superstar status or bonuses or anything like that, all we ask is for proper recognition of the work we do, some respect and a somewhat decent living, surely we’re entitled to the above considering the daily risk we take and the sacrifice of family time that comes with working nights/weekends/holidays etc etc. We were promised ‘ring fencing’ of emergency budgets, it hasn’t happened. Millions would be saved if they nationalised the whole service, as numerous reports have recommended but they won’t because it will massively reduce the amount of senior management. As Mr Brennan already states we make an unworkable system work ! If your not convinced or anyone else out there needs convincing, come join us for a night of two or a weekend. You’ll soon realise, the system that we do make work is a very delicate one at that…take care.
Well said Donal…. Put in such a way that sums up emergency service workers’ reasonings and mind set…. And hopefully any open minded private sector or politician reading it will empathise
God bless all the front line civil servants. You do a great job. Thank you all.
Ive Read all comments Donal .. Fair play , well written ..it’s Unfortunate that a lot of the public buy into government/ media propaganda , without realising these cuts will severely effect them , the taxpayer !!
Minister have 7.5 million in expences last year the fire service short fall this year 1.4. Next year is 4.4 million. That is still less than ministers expenses. One man one vote mister kenny one term
if we had anything like the riots in Uk we’d be in serious trouble. What about those 70 days a year some public servants were looking for to prepare for retirement. Couldn’t they be donated for the betterment of our country. When will we all realise we are all one?
seems to me, like the majority of public sector organisations, DFB is top heavy, Too many chiefs and not enough indians. The Firefighters are getting it in the neck at the moment and it’s only set to get worse. If only people could see the real conditions faced daily, and I’m not talking about the job itself I’m talking about the lack of support and respect given to the DFB frontline. The waste ALL happens way up the line, decisions made by people who have no real experiance or understaning of what is required but refuse to ask those who do. a managment system that ridicules it’s workforce for their, hard earned, annual leave while same managment have double this time!
come on people, wake up and smell the coffee, it’s only propaganda that the frontline have it easy. that’s what they want you to believe, it takes the heat and distracts from the fact that the top end of the public sector is still milking the last few Euro while they still can, and yet this is where the least amount of change has occured.
I reckon it’s gonna take some sort of disaster to show how mismanaged the fire services and hospitals are, then the public will be up in arms about ‘how was this allowed to happen?’ well the answer is because you allowed it to happen!
they’ve done all the tests, they know what needs to be done but they refuse to do it!
I agree with everything above. But wouldn’t it be great if the DFB or SIPTU could come up with some solutions rather than drawing lines in the sand. Budgets are there for a reason – when they’re overrun, the taxpayer pays. What has the Croke park agreement delivered here? Are there opportunities? Maybe not, but it would be great to see a balanced assessment & some constructive ideas. We need our fire brigade. We need to reduce the budget deficit..
I couldn’t agree more or have said it better than most of the previous comments, sadly this is the same all through the Public Service, many of the public believe the lies they’re fed by the media and politicians that everyone is earning almost a grand a week (nowhere near it, unfortunately) and we do sweet damn all work (try it and see for yourself). All we ever hear is “benchmarking” but, as Donal explained wonderfully, the whole purpose of benchmarking was to keep our wages in line with inflation. We have all met with the demands of the Croke Park Agreement, and more, so much so that despite what the politicans say about the continued moratorium and they’re still looking for reduced numbers in the Public Service through natural wastage etc we’re now in a situation where we don’t have enough numbers. Hospitals don’t have enough nurses, don’t talk about doctors, Templemore is now basically closed and gardai numbers are plummeting, we’ve just seen how bad the Fire Service is. How bad does it have to get? Several hospitals have indicated that they’re budgets are going to run out in October and the Minister has already clearly said they won’t be getting any more money so a conflict is looming, some fire stations have around the country have indicated they may have to close at nights and go “on call” to save money. Do fires not happen at night? Maybe we’ll see agencies appear to fill the gap, they’ll supply agency firemen, gardai and nurses… oh wait they already supply agency nurses, not much of a leap then is it?
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