documenting worlds
photography by annie appel
film-based work *
film-based work *
| craig my son. life. |
| matthew sunday mornings |
| lily my boys, william and walter walter my family |
| lashun the love of g-d is what makes me happy |
| tommy my family makes me happy |
| paul taking pictures jhum visiting here in north america with my family |
| vern jesus christ makes me happy i'm fine as a frog hair |
| paul horses and being on a ranch make me happy |
| phyllis going to church all the time and being with my daughter makes me real happy geri knowing my mom is happy and healthy and spending time with her |
| sophia ir a la iglesia, estar con mi familia y mi tienda |
| ellie it's just a simple thing - seeing my dog make friends makes me happy mike making people laugh chaucer |
| juzlia my wife - and definitely music brie music, movement and dance - and my wife |
| sayra being with rasheed makes me happy rasheed sayra chocolate |
| oscar what makes me happy is to see people happy the best thing for a heart is the exercise of helping somebody get up |
| lannox my kids - yrina, her brother, and the one on the way yrina |
| deneen the kind of love that can inspire people makes me happy on a very profound level. you can't really love someone unless you really get to know them accepting and inspiring love can really change people invest in love - let me understand you so i can love you luna and moon |
Activism
Exchanges, (2010)*
I'd always known that one day, after enough time
had gone by, I would return to the park.
This time, before I'd even mounted my camera to
the tripod, two security guards insisted on seeing
my permit to photograph on public property.
"Lady, if you don't leave right now we will be
forced to call the police."
To their surprise, I welcomed the idea.
One guard stayed and watched from a distance
while I continued to set up my gear. Before long,
the other guard returned with two Los Angeles
police officers. After looking at the set of photos
I'd created 23 years earlier at the same park, with
the same background and the same camera, they
wished me well, although they declined to stand
for a portrait.
In a day filled with unexpected interaction,
meeting Paul was a moment to cherish.
"I remember when you were here last time," he
said.
Convinced I'd confused him with my explanation
of the work, I replied. "I don't photograph here on
a regular basis - just this one time." I pointed to
the original, small book of portraits I'd brought
from 1987. He turned the pages, stopping to point
at one of the portraits.
"Warren is living with his daughter now. She
came and got him." He flipped a few more pages.
"Anthony is married now and has three kids. He is
a waiter a few blocks from here. Dennis and Fas
just got out of jail again, " he added, pointing at
another picture. "Those two are really something."
and he smiled a little.
Exchanges, (2010)*
I'd always known that one day, after enough time
had gone by, I would return to the park.
This time, before I'd even mounted my camera to
the tripod, two security guards insisted on seeing
my permit to photograph on public property.
"Lady, if you don't leave right now we will be
forced to call the police."
To their surprise, I welcomed the idea.
One guard stayed and watched from a distance
while I continued to set up my gear. Before long,
the other guard returned with two Los Angeles
police officers. After looking at the set of photos
I'd created 23 years earlier at the same park, with
the same background and the same camera, they
wished me well, although they declined to stand
for a portrait.
In a day filled with unexpected interaction,
meeting Paul was a moment to cherish.
"I remember when you were here last time," he
said.
Convinced I'd confused him with my explanation
of the work, I replied. "I don't photograph here on
a regular basis - just this one time." I pointed to
the original, small book of portraits I'd brought
from 1987. He turned the pages, stopping to point
at one of the portraits.
"Warren is living with his daughter now. She
came and got him." He flipped a few more pages.
"Anthony is married now and has three kids. He is
a waiter a few blocks from here. Dennis and Fas
just got out of jail again, " he added, pointing at
another picture. "Those two are really something."
and he smiled a little.