Nan Goldin:" I photograph only those who I love"

Nan Goldin  is over fifty, is massive, tattered, untidy, or colored, or reddish, with a puffy face. She appears less and less on her own photographs, but its presence does not seem to have less. Goldin – is an epic photographer, her  saga makes it to the material, limited almost exclusively to its "extensive family": friends, lovers, drinking buddies, drug dealers, fellow travelers, which entered into her orbit in the 70's and gradually drop out of it due to AIDS , overdose, alcoholism, anorexia and other cult ills of this generation.
This family was much more real than her real family, which she lost at that moment when her 18-year-old sister committed suicide, while 11-year-old Nan has received a warning from the psychiatrist's that she will end the same. In the 14 years she has run away from home. She took her camera at 18. At 19 she understood that psychiatrist had made ​​a mistake and she is already one year older than her sister.  At 25 she moves from Boston, where she graduated from university in New York, where she will begin her still unfinished photo diary.

She is one of my favourite photographers.   

I love her style, her themes, her colors, her framing. The other day I was trying to find out what camera she uses to photograph, and thanks to this interview, which is pretty good, I found out.
http://www.thirteen.org/reelny/previous_seasons/reelnewyork2/i-goldin.html :: check this out

Nan Goldin - Clemens, Jens and Nicolas laughing at Le Pulp. Paris. 1999
72.00 xI 04.00 x 4.50 cm Matthew Marks Gallery

Nan Goldin - Valerie and Bruno in bed with blue blanket. Paris. 2001
72.00 xI 04.00 x 4.50 cm. Matthew Marks Gallery

Nan Goldin - C. Z and Max on the beach. Truro. MA. 1976. 104.00 x 72.00 x 4.50 cm Matthew Marks Gallery