Yuri Marder – Photographic Projects


2007 - present

The Exile Project is a series of portraits of people who live in one language but have their hearts in another. It is a project about language and identity which examines the difficulties we all face trying to communicate through language and across cultural borders. The subjects photographed in this series are, for a variety of reasons, existing in a language other than that of their birth. Each subject is asked to consider the basic question, what happens to the mother tongue when it exists, separated or unused, in a state of cultural isolation?



The Endangered Language Alliance in collaboration with City Lore and Bowery Arts + Science presents "Mother Tongues: Endangered Languages in NYC and Beyond," an exhibit from Jan 29 – April 16, 2015 at: the City Lore gallery.

The exhibit features new photography by Yuri Marder, Bob Holman‘s Khonsay video w/mural by Mark Turgeon, audio recordings, new booklets in and about NYC’s endangered languages, a recording booth, educational displays and more!

Upcoming Events:
Feb 26, 7:00 pm: More than Maize and Mole: Nahuatl Language Through Food
Mar 12, 7:00 pm: Documenting Traditional Garifuna Song in NYC & Belize [tickets]
Mar 18, 7:00 pm: Yiddish Songfest
Apr 16, 7:00 pm: Closing Reception, People's Khonsay

City Lore Gallery
56 E 1st St, bet 1st and 2nd Avenue.


2006 - 2007

150 Years is a conversation across a chasm of time. Diptychs pair daguerreotypes from the 1850's with present-day portraits—faces juxtaposed beyond the reach of any single human lifetime. 150 Years is also a conversation between a contemporary photographer and those who made photographic images at a time when photography was new and magical.


2003 - 2005

From the 1920’s through the 1940’s, bits and pieces of my family sailed into New York harbor escaping persecution and war in Europe, passing through a bewildering bureaucratic maze called Ellis Island. There were so many torments there, so many injustices and forgotten tragedies. Yet their successful passage through turned Ellis Island into a hopeful metaphor for my family, as it did for many millions of other new Americans.