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![]() © Max Aguilera Hellweg, Boy with Tire, Rio Grande © 1989 ![]() © Max Aguilera Hellweg, Soup Ladle and Pyrex Measuring Cup, Maricopa County Coroner's Office, 1998. |
Max Aguilera-Hellweg Born: 1955, Fresno, CA Resides: New York, NY Heritage: Mexican American Selected Exhibitions: En Foco/In Focus: Selected Works from the Permanent Collection, Syracuse, NY 2011 San Francisco Camerawork, San Francisco, CA, 2003 Musee de Elysee, Lausanne, Switzerland, 2000 Steven Kasher Gallery, New York, NY, 1997 The Smithsonian Institution, Washington, D.C., 2009 El Paso Museum of Art, El Paso, Texas, 1995 Museum of Anthropology, Mexico D.F., Mexico, 1992 Education: MD, 2004, Tulane University, New Orleans, LA Columbia University, New York, NY Awards: Eisenstaedt Award for Science Photography, 1999, 2000 Word Press Photo, Science and Technology Photography, 2000 Publications: The Sacred Heart: A Photographic Atlas of Invasive Surgery Nueva Luz, Volume 5#1 Inspired by his father’s aerial photography of the Pacific during WWII, Max Aguilera-Hellweg began using the family’s Kodak Brownie and developing his own photographs while still in high school. Over the past twenty years, his clients have included the New York Times Magazine, Esquire, Rolling Stone, New York, Details, Fortune, Scientific American, and many other periodicals. Artist Statement: Growing up a Mexican in America is to grow up an immigrant in one’s own land. To be amputated at the hip without the language, without the culture, without a sense of history, continuity or belonging to the rest of Latin America. Although Mexican, I walk different, I wear my jeans different, my Spanish has a Cuban, an Argentinian and sometimes even a Catilan accent. Nonetheless, with a black cape, a wooden tripod and a 4x5 field camera, I’m accepted as an ambulante (a street walker), as the itinerant photographers are called. I don’t charge, but offer my portraits for free. In Mexico, having one’s picture taken is still an important event. The subject stands there, sin sonrisa (without a smile), as if saying to themselves, ‘Look at me. This is who I am’. Excerpt from Nueva Luz Volume 5#1 Website: |
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