Bill Jay – Occam’s Razor

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Bill Jay (1940-2009) is a favourite writer, partly because of his acute insight into photographers (as opposed to photography), but mainly because of his love of making things clear and writing in plain English.

I am referring here to Occam’s Razor: An outside-in-view of Contemporary Photographer (1992). It ought to be on every photographer’s reading list, especially as it is a fun read. I took it on holiday, recently, and re-read it.

… all good photographers have a deep commitment to, and involvement with, their subjects, and through photography they are communicating their understanding and passion to others.’ (pg 18)

… a body of work by a photographer begins to reflect back to the viewer the author’s relationship not only to the subject but also to a unique life-attitude.’ (pg 19)

Formal education (in photography) has a lot to answer for. We have legitimized, sanitized, academized the medium until we are left with issues not substance, critical stances not action .. ‘ (pg 20)

Grant Scott, of the United Nations of Photography, wrote about Jay on the premiere of a movie about his life (2018 – Do Not Bend: The Photographic Life of Bill Jay).

‘Evangelical in his zeal in sharing his passion for the medium and a mercurial force of energy when it came to his teaching and lecturing, he ignited the fire beneath British photography in 1968 with his editorship of Creative Camera magazine and fanned its flames through his self-created Album magazine’.

Jay was, by all accounts, ‘as interested in photographers as he was in photography‘ (Hopkinson, Guardian, 2009).

Where did the title come from? William of Ockham was a Franciscan friar in the 14th century. He wrote the lex parsimoniae, or ‘the law of briefness’. In Latin:

Entia non sunt multiplicanda praeter necessitatem. Translated: More things should not be used than are necessary.

Jay addresses young photographers, to whom he suggests that “each photograph you take is like a pebble dropped into the pond of consciousness, its never-ending ripples lapping upon everything.” (pg 11).

The book is illustrated with Jay’s beautiful montages of Victorian wood engravings.

Occam’s Razor includes disparate yet always interesting essays, although it can sometimes be a bit superficial (in a couple of the interviews). For example, the interview with Diane Arbus. She was very reluctant to speak, though by answering an odd question Jay gets her to open up and relax. She talks about how long she pondered about whether any given image was worth putting on public show, although how she decided wasn’t made clear.

The most vivid images from the essay are, however, that Jay notes Arbus as wearing ‘ … a leather miniskirt. It was quite sexy …’ (pg 54), and the foul tasting jelly Arbus asked Jay to try to eat. Both are typical of his interest in photographers as people, though frankly add little to photographic enlightenment.

On the other hand, Jay’s critique of criticism is withering. In the essay Madonna Made Me Do It, he notes:

‘Copy down a paragraph (any one will do) from a current critical theorist. Memorize it. Then, in front of the mirror, practice a halting, stumbling delivery with screwed-up face until you can recite it as if ther words were being laboriously dredged up from deep in your psyche with gut-wrenching sincerity’. (pg 156)

Perhaps more helpfully, Jay notes that considering the photographer, the work itself, its place in photography’s history, its context in the prevailing culture and so forth are important to any critique.

And here is a tasty quote, from his conversation with Robert Capa:

Jay: Books and movies are always depicting photojournalists as hustlers and voyeurs. Is that fair?

Capa: No, of course not. it is typical liberal namely-pamby understatement. Photographers are also paranoid, aggressive and utterly selfish. Like Sontag said; all photographers are sublimated rapists and murderers. (pg 117)

The essay entitled ‘Threshold – The Disturbing Image‘ is an important contribution to the conversation around what is and is not acceptable to photograph and exhibit.

Jay distinguishes between disturbing, meaning pushing a viewer to the ‘limit of emotional acceptance‘ (pg 33). And disturbing, in the sense that ‘the image … rocks the status quo‘. He notes that:

‘… the closer we can approach a survival-threatening situation [embracing emotional disturbance], even vicariously through an image … the more we feel alive’. (pg 35)


‘Educated, comparatively affluent, middle-class Americans have become so comfortable, thank God, in their ascendancy over hand-to-mouth survival that they are more easily disturbed and shocked by the raw crudity of life outside fortress USA, or even within it …’ (pg 37)

That is why bloated corpses floating in the Ganges disturb a Western audience, yet are commonplace sights on the river’s banks. Jay also notes that, whilst editor of Creative Camera, he received a furious letter from a woman upset by ‘Two Shells‘ by Edward Weston (1927).

The woman was offended by the images ‘sexual nature’ (pg 38). A personal disturbance.

Jay goes on to write about Robert Frank‘s Americans, which disturbed the status quo via its social commentary on a ‘hidden side’ of America..

His conclusions are clear and practical.

‘I have tried to indicate that disturbing images are inevitable – and that they are always healthy. even those that fill us with disgust and abhorrence can indicate we care about moral values, that we are part of an upsurge in human consciousness. They act, paradoxically, as indicators of etc state of our society’. (pg 43)

And Jay remains optimistic:

‘While images still have the capacity to disturb us, I have hopse for both the human race and etc medium of photography’. (pg 43)

I also found his comments on the (still controversial) ‘Family of Man‘ exhibition very insightful. This was staged by Edward Steichen for MoMa in 1955. Critics noted it as being overly sugary, epitomising an idealised (America?) way of life, rather than truly getting into the multi cultural and diverse nature of humanity across the globe – including its pain and its problems. In essence, the exhibition suffered the challenges of all documentary photography, and highlighted the curation process as a constant battle. Over two million photographs were submitted from across the world.

‘During 1954, the two million photographs were edited down to 10,000 possibles, and finally cut to 503 images, representing 273 photographers (163 American) from 68 countries’. (pg 87)

Jay points out that everywhere that the exhibition was shown across the world, it got record audiences. It was shown at 69 venues in 37 countries, as well as numerous US cities. Jay takes the view that it was exactly what the public wanted, even if it did not meet the critic’s needs. In the context of the post-World War II years, a little hope and positiveness went a long way.

‘The Family of Man is a microcosm of all the issues which have haunted photography throughout its history. And that is why the exhibition is so unsettling to photographers. To ‘the man in the street’ these issues are irrelevant … perhaps Steichen was right. Perhaps his ‘devoted love and faith in man’ was not so naive after all. (pg 97)

Jay’s conversations with W. Eugene Smith were poignant and inspirational. Smith was suicidal, and crying out for help in long distance phone calls. In a January, 1970 letter to Jay, Smith writes:

‘If I could beat this depression – if I could fall in love – if at least someone [were] around to make me eat semi-healthfully – if I could get six months rest’. (pg 113)

Well, Smith met his future, Japanese wife Aileen shortly afterwards. From Wikipedia:

‘[They] lived in Minamata, both a fishing village and a “one company” industrial city in Kumamoto Prefecture, Japan from 1971 to 1973. There they created a long-term photo-essay on Minamata disease, the effects of mercury poisoning caused by a Chisso factory discharging heavy metals into water sources around Minamata.

The essay was published in 1975 as ‘Minamata, Words and Photographs’ by W.E. Smith and A.M. Smith.

Its centrepiece photograph and one of his most famous works, ‘Tomoko Uemura in Her Bath’, taken in December 1971, and published a few months after the 1972 attack, drew worldwide attention to the effects of Minamata disease. The photograph depicts a mother cradling her severely deformed, naked daughter in a traditional Japanese bathing chamber. This has been withdrawn from circulation in accordance with the parents’ wishes’. 

In the process of creating Minamata, Smith was severely beaten up by company employees. But, he

‘… was unbowed. He was capable of further work of humanistic power and social relevancy’. (pg 114)

Smith finished his defining work, and died in 1978.


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Greenough, Sarah. 2009. Looking In: Robert Frank’s The Americans. Washington: National Gallery of Art/Steidl.

Jay, Bill. 1992. Occam’s Razor. Tucson: Nazerelli Press.

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Scott, Grant. 2018. The Photographic Life of Bill Jay. Available at: (Accessed 2/9/2018).

Smith, W. Eugene. 2013. The Big Book. Austin: University of Texas Press.

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‘… all good photographers have a deep commitment to, and involvement with, their subjects, and through photography they are communicating their understanding and passion to others.’

Bill Jay, Occam’s Razor, 1992, pg 18

I wrote a piece on ‘preciousness‘ in art and photography a couple of weeks ago. Now, I want to address something even more important to my future photographic journey – intimacy.

My starting point is that my work historically has tended towards the observational, indexical. Whilst this stands me in good stead in covering, for example, event or reportage assignments, it is not getting the intimacy in my images that I believe I need – particularly as I move the Unfinished Stories ideas along.

The movement towards ‘traces‘ in my contextual (and landscape) work is starting to nudge those images in an interesting direction. The combination of physical closeness, abstraction and focus on detail to engage the viewer shows promise. I am not just talking about the ‘digital negatives‘ in the Landings series, but about my overall intent to create images which go beyond reportage and instead pose questions of the audience.

Take these two examples. The first is a rather ‘traditional’ image of the women’s cells in Tuol Sleng.

The second is the same room, focused on a detail and a cell number.

I think this image begs questions – why that number, what does it represent, who was in that place etc. It is not just about taking close ups or abstractions. It is about considering the implications of the image, including how and in what context it might be viewed by an audience.

In a way, it’s a more mindful approach to photography than I have often practised.

But, intimacy in portrait work is of a different nature. Part of it is indeed physical closeness, perhaps paying less attention to the environmental framing.

Compare these two images:


Clearly the latter has greater impact, without reducing the environmental understanding. I believe it will also attract more attention from the viewer.

But intimacy is more than just physical position or cropping. It is the heightened sense of engagement between the photographer and the subject, the connection, that I am wanting to improve.

I am thus exploring some of the ideas inherent in ‘intimacy’. Within the various definitions above, I believe the ideas of rapport and understanding are where I need to focus.

Intimacy is not just an emotional connection – it’s a connection of understanding between two individuals.

Let me start with an extreme of what I do NOT mean. It is impossible to ignore this series of portraits by Bruce Gilden. Whilst they are all taken with permission, and they seem to reflect Gilden’s ‘acting out’ of his own fascinations from his childhood, they have little real affinity with or understanding of the subject. They beg questions from the viewer, but in a ‘freak show’ kind of way, rather in a sense of understanding of the individual.

USA. Milwaukee, Wisconsin. 2013. Chris, worker at the state fair.

The images, in my opinion, say more about Gilden than about his subjects. And they also say that being close isn’t everything!

By contrast, Abbie Trayler-Smith‘s image which took second prize in Taylor Wessing shows rapport with the subject, even without eye contact. The girl’s haunting (or haunted?) expression speaks volumes about what she has experienced, and poses questions about her story.

The portrait was made outside the Hasan Sham camp for internally displaced people in northern Iraq during an assignment for Oxfam. Whilst those details are not obvious from the image, there seems enough environmental information to also beg questions about the girl’s physical situation.

Interestingly, this image is reminiscent of Stanley Green‘s Zelina, in Grozny, 2001.

Green noted that, since the death of her child, Zelina often stares at something far away, elusive. She says she is already dead herself, if only time would hurry up.

This is clearly a powerful photograph. However, the context does not seem quite as strong as Trayler-Smith’s image. And, whilst the photograph is beautifully executed, Zelina seems ‘distant’ from the photographer. It’s not helped by one eye being ‘covered’.

Similar images appear in Nick Turpin‘s ‘Night Bus’ series (2017). But, again, whilst well constructed, the rapport between Turpin and his subject is lacking.

Partly that is the physical distance of the shot (using a zoom) but partly it reflects Turpin’s intent. He is an acute observer, in a ‘street photography’ style, but not seeking emotional connection with the man.

So, going back to my own work, here is an older example where I believe I am beginning to create images which build rapport, empathy and start the process of understanding.

Yer Youg, Village Chief of Beng Village, Cambodia, 2009.

Youg lived through Khmer Rouge times, and in fact was in one of the last areas under their control, until 1998. I had visited with him serval times. The shirt he is wearing is of the ruling CPP Party led by Hun Sen. Sadly, he died in March, 2018.

And I think this recent candid portrait, of an artist friend, Gabriel Stillwater, has some of the rapport that I am looking for – through lacks the environmental context that would more clearly say ‘artist’.

Work in progress!

Header portrait of Helen Cue, in Frome.


Jay, Bill. 1992. Occam’s Razor. Tucson: Nazerelli Press.

Turpin, Nick. 2017. On The Night Bus. London: Hoxton Mini Press.