Why do people hate terry richardson

I see his name everywhere these days. Rosie, by email. Ahh, Terry, or — as he likes to be known by the young and frequently naked models he shoots — Uncle Terry, is one of the most successful celebrity and fashion photographers in the world as well as being easily the creepiest, and these two qualities are not disconnected.

People accuse the fashion industry of a lot of bad things, many of which are justified: it fetishises thinness, it worships youth, it is occasionally racist and it is aimed at the phenomenally wealthy.

I am not even going to deal with the oft-trotted nonsense that gay male fashion designers like skinny models because they're trying to make them look like little boys, because people who make this claim seem not to understand the difference between "gay" and "paedophile" and therefore are not worthy of anyone's time.

All of these things are definitely part of the fashion industry, which is not the same as fashion itself, just as the FA is not the same as all of football. One can enjoy football and not condone paying thugs weekly salaries that exceed most people's annual income just as one can enjoy fashion and not be obsessed with one's thigh gap.

Moreover, a lot of fashion's critics often overlook the fact that the industry also has a lot of positive qualities: it is stuffed with powerful women; it is — despite what the idiotic The Devil Wears Prada suggests — very female-friendly and it can be extremely fun to work in, which is not a quality to sniff at. But the sad truth is, many aspects of the fashion industry are indefensibly terrible.

Even aside from the industry's weird aesthetic obsessions, it is bizarrely fond of celebrating men who are horrible to women, and this, to my mind, is the worst of its crimes. I give everyone that I work with enough respect to view them as having ownership of their free will and making their decisions accordingly, and as such, it has been difficult to see myself as a target of revisionist history.

Sadly, in the on-going quest for controversy-generated page views, sloppy journalism fueled by sensationalized, malicious, and manipulative recountings of this work has given rise to angry Internet crusades. Well-intentioned or not, they are based on lies. Believing such rumors at face value does a disservice not only to the spirit of artistic endeavor, but most importantly, to the real victims of exploitation and abuse. People will always have strong opinions about challenging images, and the dichotomy of sex is that it is both the most natural and universal of human behaviors and also one of the most sensitive and divisive.

Over the course of my career, I have come to accept that some of my more provocative work courts controversy, and as an artist, I value the discourse that arises from this.

I can only hope for this discourse to be informed by fact, so that whether you love my work or hate it, you give it, and me, the benefit of the truth. Read Next. Postal service putting Charlton Heston on a stamp.

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As far as we know, the photographer has never been charged with a crime, and no new accusers have emerged in the wake of the MeToo awareness campaign. Still, thanks to all of the brave women who have come forward with their stories in recent weeks, it seems the tide is turning. Men like Harvey Weinstein and Terry Richardson will no longer be able to hide their behavior behind a veil of power and money, no matter what industry they work in or how famous they are.

His trademark style is highly sexualised and he often appears naked in pictures alongside his subjects. It has been claimed that he coerced young female models into exploitative and compromising positions, and into pretending to perform sex acts on him.

Any shoots that have been commission[ed] or any shoots that have been completed but not yet published, should be killed and substituted with other material. It was just easier to ignore.