How long ago it
seemed that our country was on the verge of a new revolution. Now
that time seems so distant, as well as the hope for a change in our
In the months preceding
the invasion of Iraq, hundreds of thousands of protesters swarmed
the streets of San Francisco to voice their opposition.
I expected a wellspring
of emotion and rage. What I saw instead, was a circus.
lined the avenues, selling goods as if this was a fair. Organizations
as varied, contradictory, and frequently absurd as "Vegetarians
for Peace" would shuffle through the streets, yelling competing
slogans that were heard by no one, except the people they marched
And the media that
I was also a part of. So many of us were there that as the protesters
marched forward, the line of cameramen swept the path in front for
You will not see
these pictures in the papers or on TV. They were conviniently edited
out in order to portray the protest as spontaneous or filled with
a clear purpose. It wasn't either.
As I photographed,
I became ever aware of how my pictures were not reflecting the truth
of the matter, of the march's unfocused nature and overt need to evoke
the purer political atmosphere of the 1960s, when protests occured
These images have
sat on my hard drive for a year now, as I've been uncertain as to
how to show them. I have decided that the best way to maintain context,
is to show not only the photograph I have selected, but the photos
leading to it.
is a series of photographs surrounding a photo selection. Through
this wide canvas, the viewer can see what lead to my decision, see
the chaos, and the confusion.
And while even
these selections reflect conscious choices, they make no attempt to
deceive the viewer that they themselves are monolithic images.
It has been a while
since the world has remembered the time before the invasion of Iraq.
These pictures are here to help remind us of what it was like.