As the soldiers dragged me away from the kill zone, I took these pictures. It was one of the most intense experiences I've ever had. We need to see what we do to be able to show future generations the mistakes we make. I'd been embedded with US troops in Nuristan for five weeks when we went to help a unit that had been ambushed nearby. And it was just a routine patrol, or so they thought. I've lost a lot of friends and colleagues – two of them very recently. I saw three soldiers smoking, playing with their guns, and felt safe – I don't know why. Maybe I was better off dead? I was with two marines trying to get into this house. His name is Martin Kristofski. The military turned their guns on him, and as he started to run they grabbed him and kicked him. When I put it down, they looked over. The soldiers were yelling for the medics. I jumped behind a rock. I'm not that interested in pictures of tanks burning – I'm interested in people. When people around me have been hurt or killed, I've recorded it. Only then did it hit me how dangerous it had been. There were bodies on the road, dead and dying. They didn't realise I'd taken photos. He began pushing and threatening me. And the day before he was scheduled to leave - the *day* before, he's out with the unit. I'm intruding on the most intimate moments, but I force myself to do it because the world has to see those images. I got a lot of flak.' This was over in seconds, but a firefight can go on for hours. And the day before he was scheduled to leave - the day before, he's out with the unit. Attacked by a Haitian mob, kidnapped by Gaddafi's troops, shot in Afghanistan… Who'd be a war photographer? This photograph was the most dangerous moment in my career. I waited 30 seconds, started to walk away, then ran and scaled the fence. And it was just a routine patrol, or so they thought. Adam Ferguson: 'As a photographer, you feel helpless. One had exploded in the tank. It felt as if I'd been punched. Then I started worrying that I might live but end up paralysed. There's no thinking, just passion.' There are very few pictures where you get a feel for how awful it is, how desperate and urgent.' I'd been in Afghanistan for a month when I stepped on the landmine. For about six months, he was with a unit in Vietnam. As soon as I knew that I'd recover, I told my girlfriend I was going to go back out. It was fate that my head was tilted to the right, otherwise I wouldn't be here today. I ran to the car horrified; I was a mess. We snapped from the waist, trying not to make it obvious. And the answer is: I want to show the best and worst face of humankind. I'd just finished a master's in photojournalism and thought I'd go to Pakistan to cover the elections. Three days into my first assignment, I was photographing between two lines of people shooting at each other in Kosovo. His name was Martin Kristofski. Take your favorite fandoms with you and never miss a beat. I was crying, shaking. The work I do is important and also, if I hadn't, it would mean I'd never really understood the risks in the first place. Photograph: Gary Knight/VII, Saul Schwarz: 'I had blood on me, brains. But suddenly, a Lieutenant pulled him down. What's important is that we show what human beings are capable of. The fourth and final injury, in Afghanistan in 1999, wasn't the worst, but I decided enough was enough. He screamed and pulled a shotgun. It was almost like a test, to see if I had what I needed for this job. I'll keep doing the job I do but I'll be more careful. Your instinct is to bury yourself, but you can't. But when you are in front of something, it's not like the movies. Photograph: Lynsey Addario/VII Network, João Silva: 'As the soldiers dragged me away from the kill zone, I took these pictures. I was lucky. I started when I was 28. This is the last picture I took before I got shot. For about six months, he was with a unit in Vietnam. Suddenly I understood a mob. It can be agonisingly painful to think that all you're doing is taking pictures.' And the day before he was scheduled to leave - the day before, he's out with the unit. And the day before he was scheduled to leave — the day before, he's out with the unit. When people around me have been hurt or killed, I've recorded it. It was like a dog that smells fear. They began tearing at me, fighting over the bills. That moment changed my perspective. The Afghan security forces normally shut down a suicide bombing like this pretty quickly. The guy with the bandage on his head has lost his friends. It was unbearable. The victim was moaning in a low, dreadful voice as I left. "No pictures," someone yelled. Afterwards, I saw [Lance Corporal Joshua M] Bernard – one of his legs was blown off and the other was barely there. I was with two other photographers most of the time, but at this moment I went back to the road alone. I was convinced I was going to die and felt angry with myself. As a photographer, you feel helpless. Appearances But I could leave. As I approached the aftermath of the bomb, I struggled to compose myself. It was 25 minutes before anybody could get to me. One of them hit me. These are the Serbian warlord Arkan's men. “You know, I once did a piece on this, uh, war photographer. And it was just a routine patrol, or so they thought. Sniper Alley, where this was taken, paralysed Sarajevo. I'm not really interested in military bang-bang pictures; I'm interested in documenting people living through war. I was able to get to the epicentre of the explosion. I remember feeling very scared because there was still popping and hissing and small explosions, and the building was collapsing. The first three days were very violent – I was punched in the face several times, groped nonstop. On the other side, I tried to breathe. So I shot nine frames over two and a half minutes. Photograph: Mads Nissen/Berlingske/Panos Pictures, Adam Dean: 'I'd never seen a dead body before. None of them was looking at me, so I lifted my camera, just trying to get them in frame. As soon as it was light, I took pictures. His name was Martin Kristofski. It was carnage, there were bodies, flames were coming out of the buildings. I'm not that interested in pictures of tanks burning – I'm interested in people. Around you are medics, security personnel, people doing good work. This is the first thing I saw. Photograph: Alvaro Ybarra Zavala/Getty, Lynsey Addario: 'They made us lie in the dirt, put guns to us. A bullet went right by my ear, moving my hair. I was looking to settle. I had been in Libya for just over two weeks, shooting the insurgency. Out of universe information I got as close as possible, within metres, and started shooting, counting to five in my head. I was one of the first on the scene. I had a split-second decision to risk a secondary blast (as had happened in October) or start running with the crowd. The situation was very tense – people were drunk and aggressive. Race I'd hidden the film from earlier in the day in my pocket and figured that if I fought hard enough for the film in my camera, he wouldn't search me. He was a war photographer during the Vietnam War.During a patrol, he accidentally photographed a Lieutenant getting shot in the head. And the day before he was scheduled to leave - the day before, he's out with the unit. I don't feel pity, but at the same time they took me with them and did everything to protect me. I'm 33 and I'm not sure I'd want to put myself in such risky situations when I'm older and perhaps have other people to consider. When you're younger, you're immortal. Earth I was shaking when I took this shot. The pain was overwhelming. His name was Martin Kristofski. It's very complicated. Moments later, he was lying in a 20ft stream of blood. One thug offered me "protection". I was with a lead unit of marines, and we received a triple ambush from the insurgents. And it was just a routine patrol, or so they thought. We started out as 60 and came back 30 – one in two people injured or killed. The first marine knocked down the door and the guy that you see in the image threw a grenade at him – the dust is from the explosion. We were pleading for our lives. For about six months, he was with a unit in Vietnam. Then I saw a man with a knife in his mouth, coming out of the bush – he was holding up a hand like a trophy. Photograph: João Silva/The New York Times, Tom Stoddart: 'Sarajevo was the most dangerous place I have worked on a long-term basis. I got into Ajdabiya shortly after its fall. Platoon Sergeant/Sergeant First Class Charles Martin Penley Jr was a casualty of the Vietnam War. I ran to the car horrified. They didn't. When I put it down, they looked over. I told them I'd stop shooting if they stopped killing him. I got in my car and, once I turned the corner, began to scream. I was framing my next shot when a bare-chested man came into view and swung a machete into his blazing skull. They had us pinned down and a sniper was picking people off one by one. There were numerous firefights going on between the pro-Timorese Aitarak and the Indonesian militia, so I just ran. It was almost like a test to see if I had what I needed for this job.' His name was Martin Kristofski. Male I was working on the edge. Martin Krystovski But I couldn't help him. I had taken a photograph of Arkan with a baby tiger, which he'd liked, and he'd agreed for me to travel with his troops to photograph his "mission". For about six months, he was with a unit in Vietnam. We were at the Diyala Bridge, which had to be taken by the marines so they could get into Baghdad. They didn't.' I was the only witness. We were pleading for our lives.' It's the closest I've come to capturing the chaos of combat. I love Haiti, but every time I pass the port, I carry some of that fear. I've spent enough time out there for my number to come up. For about six months, he was with a unit in Vietnam, and the day before he was scheduled to leave-the *day* before, he's out with the unit. It comes in waves so you can see it moving in your direction. His name was Martin Kristofski. I once did a piece on this war photographer. To get from one side to the other, the residents had to pass through this intersection and Serbian snipers would take shots at them. I began shooting one guy a metre away. I'd just run across a street with 40 marines to take shelter in an Islamic cultural centre, with bullets whizzing past my face. https://stargate.fandom.com/wiki/Martin_Krystovski?oldid=421424. This is the morning after a night that left four men dead and 10 wounded. Many were killed. I was crying, shaking. When I won a World Press award for this photograph, I felt sad. The Vietnam Veterans Memorial stands as a symbol of America's honor and recognition of the men and women who served and sacrificed their lives in the Vietnam War. And it was just a routine patrol, or so they thought. His name was Martin Kristofski. The Afghan security forces normally shut down a suicide bombing like this pretty quickly. I thought, if I'm going to die right now, I might as well be working. I had a few dollar bills in my trousers, and put my hand there. Photograph: Tom Stoddart/Getty Images, Greg Marinovich: ' "No pictures," someone yelled. Photograph: Ron Haviv/VII, Julie Jacobson: 'The media ground rule was that you couldn't photograph a military casualty in a way that they could be identified… Making that decision was a public act. I proposed to my girlfriend two months later, and we had a baby last year. I was able to get to the epicentre of the explosion. A group of us had gone to the port. You're not there to get your rocks off; you're there because you feel your pictures can make a difference. I am going to die." It can be agonisingly painful to think that all you're doing is taking pictures. I once did a piece on this war photographer. The rebels had just moved in and the locals were going crazy, shooting in the air. The month before, I'd seen a guy beaten to death – my first experience of real violence – and hadn't shaken the feeling of guilt that I had done nothing to stop it. Epoch II takes us on a second cosmic voyage to explore the realms that exist outside the current day theories of space travel and reality. For about six months, he was with a unit in Vietnam. I was very much a novice when I took this. People would pass carrying skis, or off to the Caribbean, and you'd feel like screaming, "Why don't you understand?" You could be back at Heathrow in a couple of hours. We decided to go over the wall. I remind myself of that all the time. It's so messy. If it had landed on top or a couple of feet over, I would have died. But when you are in front of something, it's not like the movies.' An attempt had been made on Bhutto's life two months earlier, so there was already a certain degree of risk. Nineteen months later, I met my wife. None of them was looking at me so I lifted my camera, just trying to get them in frame. I really hate this shot. Around you are medics, security personnel, people doing good work. I reconciled it by deciding that more people see a story when a photographer's work is decorated. He put me on a death list, and I spent the next eight years trying to avoid him. I'm more scared now, more aware of the risks. It epitomised the whole mood – this older woman caught in the middle of this ridiculous, tragic event. Bregman decided to change tactics. I was one of the first on the scene. Moments later he was lying in a 20ft stream of blood. You see movies, you read books, you can imagine anything. The Phoenix Foundation Mountains Sam Kristofski ARRI 435 35mm I was a mess.' The military were very unhappy with the pictures afterwards.' Stargate SG-1*"Heroes, Part 2" (Mentioned), He was a war photographer during the Vietnam War.During a patrol, he accidentally photographed a Lieutenant getting shot in the head. I was the third person in the room and I took this picture. As the man was set on fire, he began to run. I don't think about the risk to myself, as I probably should. Eventually, these images were used to indict him at The Hague. And the day before he was scheduled to leave - the *day* before, he's out with the unit. They made us lie in the dirt, put guns to us. This woman was escorted out of the building and round this devastated street corner. Photos from “Vietnam: The Real War” will be on view at the Steven Kasher Gallery in Manhattan from Oct. 24 through Nov. 26.. Richard Pyle covered the Vietnam War for The Associated Press from 1968 to 1973 as a field correspondent and, from 1970-73, as Saigon bureau chief. It's about finding a way of dealing with the fear – you have to be very calm. Sometimes, you look at images of war, and they're like a Hollywood producer's vision of what war is supposed to look like. (SG1: "Heroes, Part 2"), Emmett Bregman used his story to convince Dr. Daniel Jackson to allow him to use the video of Dr. Janet Fraiser dying in his documentary. And it was just a routine patrol, or so they thought. I was terrified and sickened, but kept telling myself just to concentrate and get it done so I could leave. ... VIEW ALL PHOTOS (1) HONORED ON PANEL 13W, LINE 46 OF THE WALL. Biographical information The pain came later, back in intensive care, when infections set in and they nearly lost me a couple of times. Photos (3) Quotes (3) Photos . I was about 15 metres away, photographing Bhutto, when there was a burst of gunfire followed by an explosion. And the day before he was scheduled to leave - the *day* before, he's out with the unit. The president spoke about the shooting of Trayvon Martin in the context of race relations last summer. You cannot separate the rest of your life and I've tried not to control how much I think about them. Port au Prince was falling. You become a terrible dinner guest. In February 2001, I spent four weeks traveling through Vietnam, exploring the Old Quarter of Hanoi, hiking through hill tribe villages near Sapa, and drifting down ancient waterways in Hoa Lu.The highlight of my trip to Vietnam was a week in Hoi An, a small, sleepy village about halfway down the coast between Hanoi and Saigon. I knew exactly what had happened. I had seen corpses, torn apart, in the morgue and didn't want to end up like that. When friends die, you wonder if it's worth the price. They were the lead battalion, the ones who went on to pull down the statue of Saddam. When we got out, I felt surprisingly OK. We'd survived – when you survive, this job is always worth the risk. While I was out in Afghanistan, my wife had a miscarriage and she equated it to my being away. Suddenly I understood a mob. He walked directly at me. I had to keep working. We were hiding from Taliban gunfire, when there was this explosion. I love my job but getting shot made me think about life beyond work. He has fought all night long. It was my first digital assignment and I was amazed to be able to look at my shots. There were so many bullets in the air, it sounded like a swarm of bees. Pictures amd photos of Vietnam. Some people would sprint as fast as they could; others would brazenly walk, as if they were giving two fingers. Photograph: Adam Dean/Panos Pictures, John D McHugh: 'We ran behind a Humvee… by that point I'd accepted that I was going to get shot – there were so many bullets in the air, it sounded like a swarm of bees.' There's no thinking, just passion. The epicentre of the explosion was a pile of maybe a dozen limbless, charred, mangled bodies in pools of blood. I got a lot of flak. I knew I had to frame the pictures so they weren't too graphic. The occupants of Sarajevo couldn't. His name was Martin Kristofski. A woman I'd spent the day with managed to pull me away. This was one of the times I was most in danger, but there have been times in Afghanistan where I have felt more scared. I saw the barrel, then he shot the man next to me – I had blood on me, brains. This job takes a lot of skill, but a lot of it is luck. And it was just a routine patrol, or so they thought. Tau'ri Someone of a normal constitution can't accept that. Politicians need to know what it looks like when you send young boys to war. I'm 40 now, and a lot has changed in the risks I'm prepared to take. Photograph: John Stanmeyer/VII, Ashley Gilbertson: 'Sometimes you look at images of war, and they're like a Hollywood producer's vision of what war is supposed to look like. Then I was surrounded. My mind refocused and I thought, "No, fuck that!". But suddenly, a Lieutenant pulled him down. And my stress is nothing compared with civilians and soldiers. There are very few pictures where you get a feel for how fucking awful it is, how desperate and urgent. Sometimes they have been constantly in my head, sometimes I have not thought about them at all. We ran behind a Humvee, but now we were being fired on from both sides. I like that it's not a clean picture, that it's not well composed and you can't see everything that's happening. It was heavy fighting, and I was very afraid. They didn't realise I'd taken photos.' For about six months, he was with a unit in Vietnam. I remember feeling very scared because there was still popping and hissing and small explosions, and the building was collapsing. The occupants of the city could not.' Anyone who says they aren't frightened during war is either lying or a fool. I was the third man in line, and as I put my foot down, I heard a metallic click and I was thrown in the air. Suddenly this guy jumped on to it. That was one of the strange things about covering it – it was so close to London. The thugs with guns didn't want us there. On 15 March, myself and three other journalists were captured by Gaddafi's troops. But suddenly, a Lieutenant pulled him down. Photograph: Ashley Gilbertson/VII Network, Ron Haviv: 'I was shaking when I took the shot. That's part of it. I could hear bullets hitting it, and thought, "Oh fuck, oh fuck.". I saw them do it, and I couldn't stop them. As we jumped the wall, I saw this boy, and was like, "This is what it's come to." At that point, it was hard to justify why I put myself in that situation. I'd never seen a dead body before. When I got to the hotel, I showed the other photographers. I was surrounded by hundreds of angry men, screaming in my face, grabbing me. BRUCE EDWARD MARTIN . ... His name was Martin Kristofski. I was in so much shock. The opposition were shelling us. It was carnage, there were bodies, flames were coming out of the buildings. But suddenly, a Lieutenant pulled him down. Photograph: Julie Jacobson/AP, Ami Vitale: 'I was terrified, and thought, "This is it, I am going to die." I said I'd probably have to get pregnant because I've put my husband through a lot – I was kidnapped in Fallujah in 2004, and I was in a car that flipped just months before our wedding. This was at the start of the invasion. Then we were tied up, blindfolded and moved from place to place for six days. Photograph: Greg Marinovich/Storytaxi.com, Gary Knight: 'My stress is nothing compared with civilians and soldiers. The real worry is IEDs, though – when you go on patrol, every step could be your last. The guy with the knife in his mouth is a human being like the rest of us. I don't have to be there – they don't have the choice. Google Photos is the home for all your photos and videos, automatically organized and easy to share. Martin Krystovski is a male Tau'ri. Bernard later died, and people said that I didn't give him dignity, that I should have helped him. He'd suffered a direct hit from an RPG [rocket-propelled grenade]. I was with a Russian special commando. When I got home, I sat and cried and cried – she had saved my life. Photograph: Adam Ferguson/VII Network, Alvaro Ybarra Zavala: 'Years after i took this picture, every time I see it I feel scared again.' It was riotous, with widespread looting. I did for a second; when I looked up, everyone had run off. They said, "Do you realise you could have been killed?" Within minutes of nearly being killed, I came across pro-East Timorese independence supporter Joaquim Bernardino Guterres. I've often felt guilty about my pictures. Bodies of pro-Gaddafi soldiers were lying around, beginning to stink as the sun got higher. They started groping me very aggressively, touching my breasts and butt. Photograph: John D McHugh/Getty Images, Marco Di Lauro: 'I'm 40 now, and a lot has changed in the risks I'm prepared to take. Making that decision was a public act. Home planet If you keep moving, you can manage the fear. But suddenly, a Lieutenant pulled him down. It was a wake-up call to how violent it was going to be. I didn't think about it and began shooting. It was terrifying – both the actual shelling, and the anticipation of it. The entry wound was the size of a penny; the exit bigger than the palm of my hand. The soliders were yelling at me not to shoot, but I'd promised myself I'd come out of this with an image to prove what was happening. People were congratulating me and there was a celebration over this intense tragedy that I had captured. Years after I took this picture, every time I see it I feel scared again. For about six months, he was with a unit in Vietnam. I had wanted to capture the sense of release that everyone had, and this became the shot.' As a member of the Army, SFC Penley served our country until May 11th, 1969 in Quang Ngai, South Vietnam… Later, Arkan caught me photographing another execution and said he'd process my film and keep the ones he didn't like. I was terrified, and thought, "This is it. The soldiers started laughing and firing in the air. I always ask myself, "Why do I do this job?' When the pictures were published not long after, Arkan said in an interview, "I look forward to the day I can drink his blood." By that point I'd accepted that I was going to get shot. It was one of those situations where you have to put fear aside and focus on the job at hand: to watch the situation and document it. Every time you go to a conflict, you see the worst. My wife and children were very much on my mind because the danger was so extreme. I thought, "Don't do anything crazy, just act like you're part of this crazy party.". Photograph: Marco Di Lauro/Getty Images, John Stanmeyer: 'The military turned their guns on him , and as her started to run they grabbed him and kicked him. WALL NAME . I once did a piece on this war photographer. For me to turn my back, that's disrespectful. That was pretty dreadful, but she's a writer and understands why I do this. If it's humanly possible, if the prosthetics allow me, I'll go back to conflict zones. But I could leave. People think you do this to chase adrenaline. I was panicking, trying to fight the urge to leave. You're there to do a job. BRUCE E MARTIN. I discovered a dead Chechen four metres from me when I got up in the night. For about six months he was with a unit in Vietnam, and the day before he was scheduled to go home- the day before- he's out with the unit. They were torturing, killing and raping. No picture is worth it. But suddenly, a Lieutenant pulled him down. Some of us contemplated whether we wanted to continue covering conflicts; whether it was worth the hardships we put our families through. Pictures like this, of inexperienced rebels being fired on by machine guns and mortars. Photograph: Shaul Schwarz/Getty, 'You see movies, you read books, you can imagine anything. I was deep in Soweto when I saw a man being attacked by ANC combatants. I wish I was in Libya at the moment, without a shadow of a doubt. It was still very fresh and there was a risk of another bomb. Taliban started shooting down on us from the mountains. The day I don't do that with my photography is the day I'll give up and open a restaurant. (SG1: "Heroes, Part 2"). They've just executed these Muslim civilians – a butcher, his wife and sister-in-law; the start of what became known as ethnic cleansing. A man in the procession started screaming, "CIA agent" and pointing at me. People surrounded us, celebrating. The point is to get the news out. I tried not to smell the burning flesh and shot a few more pictures, but I was losing it and aware that the crowd could turn on me at any time. I worked in South Africa for years and was shot three times. I was photographing a funeral, and having spent most of the day with the women, I went to see the body being taken in. We've been to Sudan together, we've been ambushed, we've been in lots of nutty situations. When you're younger, you're immortal.' Firefights can be exciting, I'm not going to lie, but photographing the aftermath of a bomb, when there's a dead child and the mother wailing over the corpse, isn't fun. I once did a piece on this war photographer. Then I got out. I had wanted to capture the sense of release that everyone had and suddenly this became the shot. I stayed on in Palestine, but was much more cautious after that; have been ever since. The reality is hard work and a lot of time alone. When our captors left us alone, we spoke about what we'd do if we got out. I told them I'd stop shooting if they stopped killing him. I took a chance – I had to; that was why I was there, to tell the story – but I made sure I wasn't too greedy. Photograph: Eric Bouvet/VII Network, Mads Nissen: 'Suddenly this guy jumped on the the tank. Matt Kristofski and Matt Warner first started fermenting and brewing small batches of craft beer in their Aro Valley flat, but little did they know it was the start of something big. The military were very unhappy with the pictures afterwards. It was just me and the thug. It was still very fresh and there was a risk o… Sarajevo was the most dangerous place I have worked on a long-term basis. My cameras were on the ground, and as they grabbed me I had to lean down and pick them up. The bullet went through my ribs and out of my lower back.

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