There is something very unique about a Hujar portrait: He was able to fully and completely connect with his subject at the moment of capture, but it was recognizable as a deeper connection than just a moment would yield. Hujar was able to seize that emotional connection between creatives, that spark of energy, and freeze it forever on film. I think I remember reading that he was an expert at darkroom printing and somewhat of a perfectionist, to the point where it put limitations on his success. Sadly, I also remember reading that many of his photo prints were tossed in Second Ave. garbage after his death, a few rescued by none other than Antony Hegarty.
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RIP Hujar, David, and all the thousands we loved and remember.
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