You can find them all at a French market: grannies and kids, teens and tomatoes, hucksters and hipsters, Brussels sprouts and bras, families and flowers, dishes and dogs, love and lettuce.
The record of a brief event involving curiosity, photography, and friendship, Hans Hickerson's photographs of the market in Villefranche-sur-Saône in 1977 depict particulars but suggest universals.
Jacqueline Takes Me to the Market turns on its head the tradition of photographers spending months or years photographing their projects. It places itself firmly in a cultural tradition of doing beaucoup with peu, tweaking photobook reportage form in terms of its narrative context and with a twist at the end.
You can find them all at a French market: grannies and kids, teens and tomatoes, hucksters and hipsters, Brussels sprouts and bras, families and flowers, dishes and dogs, love and lettuce.
The record of a brief event involving curiosity, photography, and friendship, Hans Hickerson's photographs of the market in Villefranche-sur-Saône in 1977 depict particulars but suggest universals.
Jacqueline Takes Me to the Market turns on its head the tradition of photographers spending months or years photographing their projects. It places itself firmly in a cultural tradition of doing beaucoup with peu, tweaking photobook reportage form in terms of its narrative context and with a twist at the end.