
I have been following Dash Snow for quite a while. He is the kind of photographer that really disturbs you, yet you feel like you NEED to see more. Before I start picking apart his photography I feel that it is necessary to discuss the ironic nature of Dash and his imagery. When I first stumbled across his imagery I was in Europe and was reading this... thing (for lack of a better word) that seemed almost like a paragraph written by a friend of his that I found in the entrance to a gallery. It was literally a photo-copied piece of handwritten notebook paper. I wish that I still had it because the description envied this "free" lifestyle being documented at every interesting and controversial moment. The description alone brewed a great deal of curiosity within me. At the time, it was truly hard for me to figure out the art behind what he was doing. It was fairly early in my blogging/research experience (aka: my extremely lazy stage as a student) so I was unaware of the various photography cultures that exist. Although I was not interested in his subject matter(s) at the time, his style and medium definitely caught my attention. It pushed me to learn about the different possibilities that I have besides the classic 35mm SLR or D-SLR formats.

To get to my main point, Dash died July of 2009. Since I know how much everyone loves Wikipedia I figured I would pull a quote off of there that I found extremely interesting and fitting after going back and reviewing his photography:
A New York Times article commented that Snow "met a junkie’s end but did so in a $325-a-night hotel room with an antique marble hearth." I began revisiting Dash's work at the beginning of Intermediate Photography (early 2009) so his imagery was extremely fresh in my mind when I read about his death. I had not researched his past much before I read about his death, and frankly (and embarrassingly) I had not researched statements that he had given or any information about the guy before he died. I did not understand that these photographs are the REAL Dash Snow. They are a unique look into this personal hell that Snow had entered after leaving home as an early-teen to live on the street. I was familiar with Nan Goldin and the great work she has done, but to me there was more with Dash Snow. He began taking pictures to see what he did not remember from the previous night and became aware that what he was experiencing and the people that he surrounded himself with were not ordinary people, and that he had an opportunity to show the world what HIS world was like. Because his lifestyle was so different to mine, it made me thirsty for more even though it grossed me out.

The film medium that is used fairly religiously throughout his photographs is Polaroid. It added to his aesthetic. These beaten, underexposed, gritty, light-leaked, scratched photos have the look and feel to go along with the look and feel of the lifestyle that he and his acquaintances lived. Even if you do not appreciate his subject matter (it takes time to appreciate it), appreciate how aware he became of what he was doing by a long process of experimentation. His awareness drove me to look into various cameras that I can EXPERIMENT with.
Just ask yourself this:
Are you using the right films/photographic medium/camera for your photography?