Archive for the ‘Fine Art Photographers’ Category

Award Winning Photographer Making Waves

Tuesday, July 22nd, 2008

Lindsey Hahn of Lindsey Hahn Photography, located in Paso Robles, CA, was recognized at the 2007 New Times Winning Images competition held in San Luis Obispo, CA in November. There were over 700 participating entries, with 4 judges judging the entries. Her image took first place in the Flora category. Other winning images were second and third place in the People’s category.

Lindsey Hahn is a professional photographer, specializing in both wedding and high fashion photography. Lindsey Hahn Photography is celebrating its sixth year as a Paso Robles business. In addition to wedding and fashion photography, Lindsey Hahn Photography also provides photography for portraiture, advertising, products, editorial, and special events. Lindsey Hahn Photography is a member of the Paso Robles Chamber of Commerce.

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New Prize Honors Urgent Environmental Photography

Tuesday, July 15th, 2008

The Prix Pictet is a heck of a photography prize. In its first year, the award promises a purse of 100,000 Swiss francs to the winner, and for all shortlisted photographers, an exhibition at the Palais de Toyko in Paris. The prize is for work that communicates urgent messages about sustainability, what the Prix Pictet website calls “perhaps the greatest single issue of the twenty-first century.” Indeed.

Over here at the Palais de Utne in Minneapolis, we weren’t surprised at all to see two of our favorite environmentally conscious photographers make the cut. Chris Jordan and David Maisel were shortlisted for the prize last Friday, with 16 other photographers, selected from a field of more than 200 nominated artists hailing from 43 countries.

Jordan is a Seattle-based photographer and artist whose series, “Running the Numbers: An American Self-Portrait,” we featured in our Sept.-Oct. 2007 issue. In that series, Jordan makes numbing statistics visible, shrinking an emblematic image and reproducing it thousands, even hundreds of thousands of times.

Maisel landed his shortlist position with pieces from “The Lake Project” and “Terminal Mirage,” part of his “Black Maps” series surreal aerial photography of environmentally impacted landscapes. Utne’s readers will recognize one of his nominated photographs; Terminal Mirage 19 ran on the back page of our May-June 2006 issue. Later that same year, we did a story about Maisel’s evocative “Library of Dust” project, photographs of urns housing the unclaimed cremains of patients of the Oregon State Insane Asylum. The decaying copper canisters bloomed with otherworldly color.

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Paris photos whitewash Nazi era

Wednesday, April 23rd, 2008

Critics want a photography exhibit on France during World War II shut down.

They say “Paris Under the Occupation,” at the Paris History Library, whitewashes life under Nazi occupation.

The exhibit features more than 250 color photos taken between 1941 and 1944 by French photographer Andre Zucca, a Nazi collaborator. Zucca during the war worked for the German propaganda magazine Signal. He died in 1973.

His photos show Parisians enjoying life along the banks of the Seine River, at cafes and in public gardens. Only two pictures show Jews wearing the obligatory Star of David. Nazi officers are shown mingling with the crowds.

Christophe Girard, a city councillor and culture department head, told journalists the show was “unbearable.”

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Herald-Standard photographer looks back at long career

Sunday, April 20th, 2008

“I heard it explained one time that anything that shows emotions or evokes emotion in the viewer - it could be any emotion - happiness, sadness, anger,” he said, “then the picture did its job.”

The Dunbar Township resident understands those concepts well as he has been Fine Art Photographers working as a news photographer since 1969, first at the Connellsville Courier and then at the Herald-Standard where he recently retired as chief photographer.

His compelling photographs of life in southwestern Pennsylvania have garnered awards and accolades, been spread around the world by wire services, and provided compelling images for newspaper readers.

“I loved deadlines and shooting on deadlines. I loved covering spot news and sports. Everybody has things they like to do,” said Rosendale. “I liked the basketball and football - just the action shots and trying to get a picture that was something different from the one you got the week before or the day before.”

A son of the late Mary and Rich Rosendale, Rosendale grew up in Connellsville and graduated from Geibel Catholic High School in 1968. He developed an interest in photography while young.

“It was something I picked up. It was a big thing when I was small that Dad took pictures and I worked on the high school yearbook,” he said.

Rosendale took his first job at Burn’s Drugstore where he began working at age 16 and continued until he graduated high school. Then he worked for Connellsville Sportswear at its cutting plant in Dunbar Township, where he found love when co-worker Glenn Gaborko took him home one day from a spaghetti dinner and introduced him to his sister Wilma. The couple married Oct. 21, 1972, and has two daughters, Carla, 29, of Mount Pleasant, who is a hairstylist, and Mary, 27, of Erie, who is in her first year at Lake Erie College of Osteopathic Medicine after four years at Washington & Jefferson College and a year at Duquesne University. Wilma Rosendale now works at Wal-Mart in Uniontown.

But in the meantime, Rosendale became a news photographer, hired at the Fine Art Photographers Courier in fall 1969.

“I took a cut in pay from my sportswear job to take a job at the Courier,” Rosendale said. “The photographer Ken Bolden died. I went in and interviewed with Bob Lind. I didn’t hear from him for three months. He finally called me back and said if you want the job, you’ve got it. He couldn’t find anybody who would work for less. They paid me $80 a week.”

Rosendale, who was 19 when hired, worked with fellow photographer Ed Cope, who had started at the Courier the previous year at age 21. The two were fixtures at the Courier throughout the 1970s.

To supplement their incomes, they founded their own photography business in 1972 called Cope and Rosendale - Cope won the opportunity to be named first on the flip of a coin. Through the years, the two photographed generations of families and became known throughout the community.

“We took pictures of everything. What didn’t we do?” Cope remembered. “We shot weddings, class reunions, birthday pictures, portraits.”

“We did pretty good,” said Rosendale. “We weren’t making much money at the Courier.”

But they did work long hours at the Courier, going in Monday through Friday from 7 a.m. to 3 p.m. at the afternoon-published paper. They went home, had dinner and then would go out again if there was a night assignment. They worked at the paper until noon on Saturdays - often putting in well more than 40 hours a week in their news jobs alone.

Cope said, “There was nothing we wouldn’t cover.”

That included spot news such as accidents and fires.

“Frankie Davis would call us in the middle of the night,” said Cope. “He had one of the early scanners. He had a barbershop in Scottdale. He’s in his 80s and just retired. He was our best contact. He knew everything about Scottdale, Mount Pleasant and Connellsville - that was our beat.”

Rosendale said with a smile, “It was a blessing and a curse.”

Cope said, “He and his son Roger called us and his wife. The state police called us all the time. It was nothing for them to call us in the middle of the night.”

They talked about some of the big stories they covered in the ’70s - a nursing home fire in Connellsville during which seven or eight people died, an independent trucker’s strike, the 1973 gasoline shortage, local flooding that included Hurricane Agnes and another year when the two became stranded in a truck with the National Guard in flooded waters in Everson Bottom and had to be rescued. And there was the winter weather that included snow and ice storms.

“Narrows Road in Connellsville Township - that was scary,” said Cope.

“About noon, they came into the office and said there was a bad storm coming through and everyone else went home. Eddie and I said ‘Where can we get the best shots?”’ Rosendale remembered.

“These two didn’t care,” said Wilma Rosendale. “They went out in the action. They wanted a good picture.”

During this particular winter storm, they became stuck on Narrows Road.

“Charlie said, ‘I’ll get behind the wheel and you get out and push,”’ Cope said, laughing. “I was covered with ice. I had a mustache, and it was frozen. I was never so scared in my life. A guy in a truck pulled us out and we went downtown and shot pictures.”

Rosendale said, “When we developed the photos from Narrows Road, you couldn’t see anything but white.”

Rosendale began working at the Herald-Standard on Oct. 25, 1980. He remembers it well because it was the day his second daughter was born, and it also was the day of a well-publicized Ku Klux Klan rally on a farm in Springhill Township - an event that garnered attention beyond Fayette County’s borders.

“Buzz Storey hired me in September but we were waiting for the baby to be born because of insurance. He said there’s just one assignment I want you to cover - the Klan rally,” Rosendale said.

A true child of a newsman, Mary Rosendale made deadline so her father could make his assignment.

“I was exhausted. It was a cold, snowy night,” Rosendale remembered the Fine Art Photographers rally.

The assignment also was scary, he said.

“There were guys saying ‘You can’t take my picture.’ They did burn a cross and you kept thinking somebody could take pot shots at these guys,” said Rosendale.

Wilma Rosendale worried for more than a year there could be action taken against her husband because of the photographs. She worried about him a lot over the years. Photojournalism can be a dangerous occupation, especially when covering events like fires, standoffs and even taking photographs from a helicopter as Rosendale did.

“A lot of people were upset because he took pictures of accidents,” Wilma Rosendale said, then began talking about the time a firefighter was rescuing someone on a roof in Dunbar Township when the son came from behind and jumped on her husband. “There were a lot of times I worried.”

“There were a lot of times in the middle of the night, she didn’t know I left,” said Rosendale.

Cope and Rosendale remained partners in their photography business but now they were competitors in news. Cope remained at the Courier until 1981 when he went to work for the Daily Sunday Tribune for a year and a half. After being laid off, he went back to Connellsville and did stringer work for the Herald-Standard until being hired as a reporter/photographer for the Fay-West section of the Tribune-Review and eventually becoming bureau chief.

“I remember Charlie beat me to (an Amtrak) train wreck in Dawson and he got an outstanding shot of the engineer,” said Cope.

He added, “Charlie’s very well respected by news photographers. He was an officer - treasurer and vice president of the Press Photographers Association of Greater Pittsburgh, now News Photographers Association of Greater Pittsburgh. And he’s mentored a lot of young photographers through the years.”

Rosendale’s work often won awards for his feature and news coverage, including a controversial yet compelling photograph of a firefighter performing resuscitation on a baby at an accident.

“A lot of people were upset. They felt the picture should not have been taken,” remembered Wilma Rosendale.

“We must have had 40 letters,” said Rosendale. “My mother said I couldn’t believe you took those pictures. I said, ‘Mom, I’ve got to do my job.”’

Through the years, Rosendale, who became chief photographer about 1985, photographed the famous including Mister Rogers in his Pittsburgh television studio, Greene County native Richard Trumka on the night he won the United Mine Workers union presidency, freed Iranian hostage Jerry Miele at a parade in his hometown of Mount Pleasant, and jazz musician Harold Betters at his home in Connellsville.

And there was the unusual assignment that included a hunter in Chalk Hill who was rescued after becoming stuck in mud.

“He was hunting and got stuck in the mud. It was like quicksand. He sunk almost up to his neck and yelled for hours,” said Rosendale, whose photographs of the Fine Art Photographers hunter also were published nationwide.

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East metro school briefs

Monday, March 17th, 2008

FOREST LAKE

Residents asked for input on school district cuts

The Forest Lake school district will hold a series of public meetings this month for residents to learn about the district’s budget and give input on the $1.25 million in budget cuts the district plans to make for the 2008-09 school year. Meetings will be held Monday at Forest Lake Elementary (6:30 p.m.), Columbus Elementary (7 p.m.) and Linwood Elementary (7:30 p.m.). Another meeting will be held Thursday at Lino Lakes Elementary at 7 p.m.

BEN GOESSLING

SOUTH WASHINGTON COUNTY

Deadline is Monday for new school’s hallmarks

The South Washington County school district is looking for community input on the nickname, insignia, colors and school song of East Ridge High School, which is scheduled to open in the fall of 2009. Suggestions for these categories are due Monday and can be submitted through a suggestion form available at www.sowashco.k12.mn.us/ERHS. The district will also hold community meetings on Tuesday at Oltman Junior High in St. Paul Park and Tuesday, March 18, at Lake Junior High in Woodbury.

BEN GOESSLING

ST. PAUL

School dedicated to memory of famed American

Gordon Parks High School, St. Paul’s new building for high school alternative education, was dedicated on Thursday. The new school opened in December 2007.

Members of the Gordon Parks family, Superintendent Meria Carstarphen, St. Paul Mayor Chris Coleman and students dedicated the building to the memory of the legendary American artist. Parks achieved fame in photography, poetry, literature, film and ballet.

He was 15 when he moved to St. Paul from Fort Scott, Kansas, after his mother died. After arguing with his brother-in-law, Parks found himself homeless, sleeping in trolley cars and working as a busboy to make ends meet.

He would later become a photographer for Life magazine. And he was the first black artist to produce and direct a major Hollywood movie with The Learning Tree in 1969. He also directed the movie Shaft, wrote poetry and novels and composed and choreographed a ballet dedicated to Martin Luther King Jr. Parks died on March 7, 2006, at the age of 93.

JAMES WALSH

ST. PAUL/MAHTOMEDI

Foundation honors school, teacher, students

St. Paul Central High School was honored by the Siemens Foundation as a winner of the 2007-08 Siemens Awards for Advanced Placement. The organization also honored a Mahtomedi Senior High School teacher and two Minnesota students with scholarships in recognition of their commitment to math and science excellence.

Teacher Jennifer Steiger received a $1,000 award.

Student winners Deepa Chari, of Blake School in Minneapolis, and Igor Luzhansky, of Eden Prairie High School, each will receive a $2,000 college scholarship from the Siemens Foundation.

Central was selected in recognition of its commitment to students and leadership in AP participation and performance and received a $1,000 grant from the Siemens Foundation to support math and science education.

JAMES WALSH

WEST ST. PAUL-MENDOTA HEIGHTS-EAGAN

Students raise thousands for three area charities

Students at Henry Sibley High School gave three charities a total of $19,500 they raised during a week of events, including a dating game, a carnival and a talent show.

In one week last month, the students kicked off events with a pancake breakfast at Applebee’s restaurant on Robert Street in West St. Paul, according to a news release from the West St. Paul-Mendota Heights-Eagan school district. During a carnival, students were offered a pie-in-the-face booth, an obstacle course and the chance to briefly jail friends for $1.

Last week, students gave $6,500 checks to Community Action Council, which is a nonprofit that helps families in crisis get back on their feet; Free Arts Minnesota, which will use the money to help children in shelters or who have lived through difficult situations; and Special Olympics of Minnesota, which will use the money to buy uniforms for teams.

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Get exposure for your craft business

Monday, March 17th, 2008

Anyone who knits, paints or does woodworking probably has thought, How could I turn my craft into a business?

Alec Johnson wondered the same thing as he got more serious about photography. But, unlike the rest of us, he knew just what to do.

An assistant professor at the University of St. Thomas, Johnson has taught entrepreneurship classes for 12 years, and studied thousands of small businesses, analyzing why they succeed or fail.

The place to start, Johnson said, especially for a craft business, is to decide what you want out of it. He has other good ideas, too, like keeping your day job and knowing when to say no.

Most businesses just simply need to look the way you want it to look, Johnson said. I get to define who and what I want to be as a photographer … and then find somebody in the market who values that. As a starting point this is absolutely central to the craftsperson who is thinking about making a business out of their craft — establishing why.

One way to determine that is to decide whether you want to be the McDonald’s or the Manny’s of yarn or watercolors.

A lot of small-business owners out there make this mistake, Johnson said. We try to be both. The most difficult job for a small-business owner is to say no to a client. You try to be everything to everyone and you’re really poor at being anything to anyone. You hurt your reputation and you lose money on every client because you don’t know how to charge and market and sell.

To avoid such pitfalls, Johnson wrote a vision statement when he started AC Johnson Photography seven years ago. It’s the same one that guides him in the classroom: I do not want to be a commodity.

The way I define my business is wonderfully consistent with the way I get to define myself as a professor, Johnson said. A lot of who you are in your other professional life can … carry over into your craft business.

Johnson has taken the Manny’s route, describing himself as a fairly high-end, value-added photographer.

Sticking to his vision, Johnson believes, has helped his company grow, because it has enabled him to build a portfolio that has gotten him more of the kind of work he aspires to do.

I want to move toward advertising-level photography, whether it’s architecture, fashion, portraits or wedding photography, Johnson said. I want clients who need something unique and original and fresh. I want to have that as part of my process. Otherwise I would have fallen out of love with photography a long time ago. I would just be a monkey snapping a shutter.

He expects his revenue to double this year, to $60,000, he said.

Johnson used savings to start the company. He covered expenses out-of-pocket for a year, but since then all of his earnings have gone back into the company.

Another way to look at a craft business, Johnson said, is as an income-substitution business: When he takes photographs, he sells his time on the open market instead of working for someone else. The downside is that, when the business stops, he won’t have any residual assets to sell unless he licenses his images to others or publishes a photography book.

Johnson is one of four full-time teaching faculty members in the entrepreneurship department at St. Thomas and one of two who have started companies in recent years.

Jay Ebben, also an assistant professor, and his wife, Chantelle, sold their home-based company, Rockabye Rentals, last year to a full-time owner-operator. The rapidly growing company, featured in the Star Tribune in 2006, rents cribs, highchairs and other gear for infants and toddlers.

The old adage is, if you can’t do it, teach it, Johnson said. I don’t know if there’s anyplace more important than an entrepreneurship program where somebody better be doing it.

One theme Johnson said he and other faculty members have increasingly stressed to students is to keep working while starting their own ventures.

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‘Green Peru’ draws world’s nature lovers

Monday, March 17th, 2008

Hey, no loud snoring, quipped Fiorella Caleni, our guide. We lay on raised mattresses set out under mosquito netting in the humid heat and waited as it got dark. Munching sandwiches, we whispered to each other, watched as bright fireflies zipped by and listened to a loud chorus of tree frogs.

A hundred feet away was our target of interest: a muddy wallow the size of a large hot tub, where tapirs, the largest mammal in the Peruvian rain forest, often come to munch at mineral-rich clay. Getting to see this shy herbivore in its natural element is by no means a sure thing. Some evenings they show up, other times they do not. This was our last night in the jungle; there would be no second chance.

Tapir viewing was just one of the attractions that had brought us to the Madre de Dios (Mother of God) River, which meanders hundreds of miles through sparsely populated low-elevation terrain on the east side of the Andes. It is one of the world’s least-spoiled and most nature-rich regions, with no roads.

Our group of seven flew in an unpressurized large Cessna 16,000 feet over the mountains from Cuzco to a grass landing strip carved out of trackless green foliage that looked from above like a sea of broccoli. A two-hour motorized canoe ride took us down the river, past one or two tiny Indian villages, to the Manu Wildlife Center.

The small outpost is run by InkaNatura, an eco-tourism company owned by Peru Verde, or Green Peru, a nonprofit organization akin to the Nature Conservancy. Revenues from hosting foreign nature buffs go to buying and protecting land from logging, poaching and other threats to wildlife, and the center provides employment for at least a dozen local Indians.

Viewing macaws at dawn

There was a central dining hall, which served good meals and was lit at night by a generator, and 20 small sleeping quarters. We settled into our individual thatched huts, each screened against the bugs and equipped with a shower but with only candles for lighting. Not that there was much time to read, given the intense daily program.

One morning we got up at 4 for a quick breakfast and boat ride to a midriver island, where blue-headed and yellow-crowned parrots, large red-and-green macaws and small parakeets arrived at dawn to peck at a clifflike clay lick. And when they came, it was by the hundreds or even thousands, a rainbow of swooping, swirling and squawking plumage, all easily viewed through binoculars and telescopes from a comfortable elevated blind about 100 yards away. Monkeys frolicked high above in the dense foliage. A three-toed sloth hung in a distant treetop, while a cluster of tan capybaras, the largest living rodent, lolled in the marshy river grasses and shrubs.

Another day, the boat took us to a placid lake, which once had been part of the main river. Two young Indians paddled us around in silence on a small catamaran to watch and photograph the herons, egrets, turtles and howler monkeys. We were alerted to watch for giant otters that frequent the lake, but never saw them. We were able to sneak up close to several alligatorlike caimans, which lay just below the surface like half-sunken logs, with only their tails and unblinking eyes showing.

At night, wildlife appears

Later, we climbed 144 steps up a steel tower to the top of a gigantic kapok tree to view life in the jungle canopy and listen to the nonstop buzz of birds and insects. On one after-dinner forest hike with flashlights, biologist and guide Guillermo Knell, who spoke flawless English and could identify hundreds of species, kept watch for poisonous snakes and pointed out distinctive spiders, caterpillars and nesting birds that could be spotted only after dark. It was a rich and inspiring experience, even for someone who is not a serious birder or amateur naturalist.

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Newly uncovered 1888 photo offers rare glimpse of young Helen Keller, teacher Anne Sullivan

Monday, March 17th, 2008

BOSTON - Researchers have uncovered a rare photograph of a young Helen Keller with her teacher Anne Sullivan, nearly 120 years after it was taken on Cape Cod. The photograph, shot in July 1888 in Brewster, shows an 8-year-old Helen sitting outside in a light-colored dress, holding Sullivan’s hand and cradling one of her beloved dolls.

Experts on Keller’s life believe it could be the earliest photo of the two women together and the only one showing the blind and deaf child with a doll %26mdash; the first word Sullivan spelled for Keller after they met in 1887 %26mdash; according to the New England Historic Genealogical Society, which now has the photo.

It’s really one of the best images I’ve seen in a long, long time, said Helen Selsdon, an archivist at the American Foundation for the Blind, where Keller worked for more than 40 years. This is just a huge visual addition to the history of Helen and Annie.

For more than a century, the photograph has belonged to the family of Thaxter Spencer, an 87-year-old man in Waltham.

Spencer’s mother, Hope Thaxter Parks, often stayed at the Elijah Cobb House on Cape Cod during the summer as a child. In July 1888, she played with Keller, whose family had traveled from Tuscumbia, Ala., to vacation in Massachusetts.

Spencer, who doesn’t know which of his relatives took the picture, told the society that his mother, four years younger than Helen, remembered Helen exploring her face with her hands.

In June, Spencer donated a large collection of photo albums, letters, diaries and other heirlooms to the genealogical society, which preserves artifacts from New England families for future research.

I never thought much about it, Spencer said in a statement released by the society. It just seemed like something no one would find very interesting. Spencer has recently been hospitalized and could not be reached for comment.

It wasn’t until recently that staff at the society realized the photograph’s significance. Advocates for the blind say they had never heard of it, though after they announced its discovery Wednesday they learned it had published in 1987 in a magazine on Cape Cod and a half-century earlier in The Boston Globe. It is unclear whether there was more than one copy of the photograph.

D. Brenton Simons, the society’s president and CEO, said the photograph offers a glimpse of what was a very important time in Keller’s life.

Sullivan was hired in 1887 to teach Keller, who had been left blind and deaf after an illness at the age of 1 1/2. With her new teacher, Keller learned language from words spelled manually into her hand. Not quite 7, the girl went from an angry, frustrated child without a way to communicate to an eager scholar.

While doll was the first word spelled into her hand, Helen finally comprehended the meaning of language a few weeks later with the word water, as famously depicted in the film The Miracle Worker. Sullivan stayed at her side until her death in 1936, and Keller became a world-famous author and humanitarian. She died in 1968.

Jan Seymour-Ford, a research librarian at the Perkins School for the Blind in Watertown, which both Sullivan and Keller attended, said she was moved to see how deeply connected the women were, even in 1888.

The way Anne is gazing so intently at Helen, I think it’s a beautiful portrait of the devotion that lasted between these two women all of Anne’s life, Seymour-Ford said.

Selsdon said the photograph is valuable because it shows many elements of Keller’s childhood: that devotion, Sullivan’s push to teach Helen outdoors and Helen’s attachment to her baby dolls, one of which was given to her upon Sullivan’s arrival as her teacher.

It’s a beautiful composition, she said. It’s not even the individual elements. It’s the fact that it has all of the components.

On the Net:

New England Historic Genealogical Society: http://www.newenglandancestors.org

Helen Keller: http://www.afb.org/Section.asp?SectionID1

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Bogus memoir brings new criticism of publishing industry

Monday, March 17th, 2008

As the publishing world reeled last week from yet another faked memoir, those involved with the book tried to explain how they fell for the deception. Some debated whether the book world’s credulous ways are in dire need of an overhaul. Others focused on the racial subtext — a white writer, abetted by the New York publishing community, appropriating the story of an oppressed minority far from Manhattan.

Margaret B. Jones’ Love and Consequences was supposedly written by a mixed-race, former drug-running child from the mean streets of South Central Los Angeles. It tells the story of a part-American Indian girl who is sent to foster care after being sexually abused, falls in with the Bloods street gang, receives a gun for her 14th birthday and is rescued by a stressed-out but big-hearted black foster mother called Big Mom.

In reality, Margaret B. Jones is Margaret Seltzer, a white woman raised by her biological family in an overwhelmingly white suburb in the San Fernando Valley. Seltzer got to know gang members through her work with a foundation. Her deception was revealed by her sister, who called the book’s publisher after a profile of the author, with photograph, ran in the New York Times.

The publisher, Riverhead, a division of Penguin Books, recalled the memoir, canceled the author’s appearances and offered an apology.

Riverhead relies on authors to tell us the truth, said spokeswoman Marilyn Ducksworth. Indeed, an author promises us the truth in their publishing agreement.

The publisher defended its faith in the book, saying Seltzer had provided a great deal of evidence to support her story: photographs, letters; parts of Peggy’s life story in another published book; Peggy’s story had been supported by one of her former professors; Peggy even introduced the agent to people who misrepresented themselves as her foster siblings.

Not surprisingly, Stuart Appelbaum, spokesman for Random House, which two years ago published James Frey’s partly fabricated addiction memoir A Million Little Pieces, was sympathetic.

It could happen to any of us, no matter how sophisticated or experienced we are, he said. This woman in California seemed particularly engaged in her deception.

Others in the publishing industry said that, by now, these kinds of deceptions should be ferreted out sooner.

James Atlas, publisher of Atlas Books, said it was time for a fundamental change in how nonfiction books are vetted for accuracy.

I wouldn’t feel comfortable taking on a memoir where I had to just rely on the writer’s say-so, Atlas said. It’s a tremendous expense to have fact-checkers. But I still think some investment has to be made in fact-checking.

The book’s editor never met Seltzer in person.

It seems to me that if this young woman sat in front of me and worked every day with me for three years, I’d have an awful lot of questions, said Publishers Weekly editor Sara Nelson. How does this apparently normal middle-class person live through such a horrible thing and seem to have no scars from it? I’d like to think if I were the editor, I would have asked harder questions, and I would have kept asking them.

Trying to be ‘next Eminem’?

James Fugate, who co-owns a black-focused bookstore in Los Angeles where Jones was scheduled to appear Friday, said he was not sure whether his customers would have come to her reading.

Publishers, he said, look at books like this and think they are going to be very popular. But it’s not going to be the urban audience. It’s going to be suburban kids who are going to be ‘down with the Bloods.’ She was going to be the next Eminem!

Jones/Seltzer, who often lapses in the book into the inner-city black vernacular of hoods, homies and ima make sure, is part of a long tradition of white artists impersonating or borrowing the voices and experiences of racial minorities, experts said.

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Part IV: Coach message resonates; suddenly Nick’s going places

Monday, March 17th, 2008

As the bus rolled along a two-lane highway through the dreary industrial outskirts of Moscow, trainer Jason Hodges patrolled the aisle. Wake up, he said, nudging the sleepy shoulders of his jet-lagged USA Hockey under-17 team. We gotta get our body clocks adjusted.

Nick Mattson opened his eyes and gazed out at the wintry Russian landscape. His first trip overseas, and he hadn’t exactly landed in one of Europe’s glamour capitals. But this wasn’t a vacation. This trip revolved strictly around business, around proving to his hockey coaches — and himself — that he could turn all his backbreaking work into visible improvement on the ice.

Five days earlier, the young defenseman had been benched for the first time in his life. He was still overflowing with anger and self-pity when his parents reminded him to take his new digital camera to Russia. What for? he griped. I’m probably not going to play anyway.

And yet, when he was honest with himself, Nick knew his coaches were right. He hadn’t exactly lit it up since joining the team in Ann Arbor, Mich., and he understood that everything they urged him to do was geared toward making him an elite player.

He just hadn’t quite realized what a huge challenge it would be.

The day Nick and seven teammates were left behind from a road trip, Danny Kristo — a forward from Eden Prairie on the under-18 team — talked to them around the lunch table.

Last year, I went through the same thing you did, Kristo said. Those were tough times, and I didn’t know if I could make it. But I went home and worked my butt off all summer.

Kristo, Nick knew, now wore the captain’s C on his jersey.

That weekend, as Nick walked down the halls of the National Team Development Program offices, he looked at the photos of alumni who had gone on to the National Hockey League and understood that they, too, had once been in his skates. Now, they were exactly where he hoped to be one day.

That just shows how good this program is, he remembers thinking. Even if you don’t make it in hockey, I don’t see how you can’t be successful in life. You’re going to have such a great work ethic when you get out of here.

This is by far the toughest year I’ve had, in hockey and in life. But if I stick with it, I’m going to improve. You’ll go through tough times. But you’ll look back and say, I’ve been through this before. I can make it.

Now in Russia, he fought to stay awake while the team bused to Dmitrov, 40 miles north of Moscow. Peering through the frosty window at the gilded onion domes rising above the grit, Nick felt ready for a fresh start.

Clearing his head

When the bus pulled up to the Ice Palace of Dmitrov, in the heart of the town of 61,000, Nick helped his teammates unload the equipment and set up the locker room.

With his fingers, he ate peanut butter straight from a jar, then lay on the cold floor for a stretching session. Coach Ron Rolston explained the theme for their first practice abroad.

If you’re going to be the player you want to be, he said, you have to be mentally tough. You have to be the same consistent player every time you’re on the ice. Be focused, be crisp, be ready.

Rolston wasn’t speaking directly to Nick, but the message resonated. Just before leaving for Russia, Nick had met with assistant coach Chadd Cassidy to ask how he could improve. Cassidy outlined what Nick should be doing — how to move the puck with quick passes up the ice, how to position himself, how to strengthen his defense. Nick suddenly realized it wasn’t as hard as he had made it out to be.

He had been overwhelmed by the workload, the new surroundings, the adjustments he had had to make on the fly. He was overthinking. If he could just relax and rely on his instincts — play the game he loved, while incorporating the lessons he was learning — maybe things would fall into place.

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