A new friend and photographer that I massively admire has died too soon. Chris Bava, his wife Cat and his brother, sculptor Mark Bava, lost their lives tragically in a car crash this week in San Jose, USA. I wanted to remember Chris here because he inspired me when I lost my own inspiration and because not nearly enough people saw his outstanding work.
Chris Brava walked his talk and could look into the eyes of his subjects with an honesty and kinship that many cannot. Recently introduced after coming across the first photograph below of one of his many subjects on the streets of Tijuana. We talked about how coming back to photography later in life has truly changed our lives and began to work on a project about just that.
I am incredibly sad that photography lovers and others around the world won’t get to see what amazing images Chris would of continued to make and also I won’t get to work with him further on a project that excited us both. A shy artist, he need not of been.
May we all learn the kinship and understanding that Chris learnt through his own life path and then brought in his support of those struggling with drug dependency and to his art and honour of his subjects.
I’m really glad you picked the camera up again Chris. I won’t stop now. See you in the great darkroom in the sky big man x
All images in this post are solely the © of Chris Bava