



Images by Enrique MetÃnides.
I first met Enrique MetÃnides when I interviewed him for Colors Magazine, a few years back. When I rang his doorbell I was greeted by a small, thin, impeccably-dressed man in his 60s, who kindly showed me his Venice masks and porcelain frogs collection: the perfect host, that in one gentle breath offered you your choice of Blue Pepsi or Coke in their small, original glass bottles; plus your selection of fire, crash or murder pictures.
He has an uncanny nose for tragedy and accidents, always managing to be at the “right” place at the “right” time. And this started early on: he took his first death-picture (of a beheaded man) when he was only 11 years old. Soon after that he would skip school, and started riding with the police, clicking away; and of course he quickly became a yellow press photographer, widely respected for that strange almost aesthetic quality he was able to constantly capture.
You can  listen to a VBS interview with MetÃnides here–produced by the talented globe-trotting Santiago Stelley, also an ex-Colors Magazine editor.
Qué casualidad, justo tenÃa programado ya un post sobre Enrique MetÃnides para hoy. ¡Saludos!
Acá: http://enriquegdelag.blogspot.com/2010/11/enrique-metinides-birgit-kinder.html
Jaja. Será que algo de estas fechas invoca estas imágenes desde lo subterráneo…
(Sigues en BerlÃn?)
I saw an exhibition of his work in Chelsea a few years ago. The New Yorker ran the photo of the woman’s face after the car accident.
Pretty amazing and unsettling work. I love the cops in the grocery store.
i agree!
very unsettling and also…
he has a small show up now in DF…