talib kweli, cold rain

talib kweli, cold rain off gutter rainbows

project animation test

from the comments, it seems like this guys hasn't actually been successful in projecting this, but still, so cool

Sally Mann - Candy Cigarette

i love sally mann's work

below is one of my favourites of her photographs - candy cigarette

for the longest time i had a copy of this picture saved on my computer, not knowing who had taken it or who it was taken of

when i finally figured out it was sally mann i was so pleased to actually be able to look at her other work

but i remember i originally thought the cigarette that this girl (mann's daughter) is holding was real - i had such stories whizzing about in my head with regards to the life of this little girl

when i finally found out it was candy i was, actually, a little disappointed

regardless, i love this photograph

photo source

bill cunningham new york

i need to see this

he's so happy, so genuine, and seems to be having the best time

if i am anything as bright, vibrant, and exuberant when i'm his age (80 plus), i will have succeeded - that's the goal

tim lisko - shinkansen

i saw an article on tim lisko's newest photo series, shinkansen, and decided to check it out
simple concept - open shutter while on a moving train
but still, something a bit special going on, which is why i think it received notice

but what really, sort of took this to the next level for me was his artist's statement:

In 2001, in an elevator in the Bank of America Corporate Center, somewhere between the metal detector at the lobby’s entrance and my cubicle on the 72nd floor, I realized I was dying — not immediately, but inevitably, and that the pile of papers I’d been spending my life shuffling from one end of my desk to the other, would, in the end, mean nearly nothing.

That moment has colored everything since. It has meant the end of doing what I was supposed to do; the end of being responsible first; the end of trying to synthesize the practical and the lucrative into a life plan my guidance counselor would recommend. Somewhere along the line, I picked up my camera. And I used it as a sort of dowsing rod which I hoped would point itself toward something that would turn out to be important to me. That something turned out to be a sense of balance, of simplicity, of stillness.

When I make a photograph, I am literally cropping out the rest of existence — its tension, its chaos, its hunger, its pain. For one small moment, I wall myself into a world of my own creation; a world where things may not make immediate narrative or logical sense, but where everything is in balance. Thin, almost pencil-drawn lines offset wide, flat spaces. The smooth hardness of glass acts as counterweight to the fine hairs of a polyester wig. I don’t have any pretensions of long-term escape. I know when I put the camera down, when I step back from the print, there will be something like an avalanche of smells and voices, car alarms and newspaper headlines, legal obligations and biological concerns.

I will be a part of things again over which I have no control. But for a moment, I have hidden long enough to take a breath.

you know, the vast majority of times i read a statement like this - about leaving what your 'supposed' to do for the unknown - it strikes me as false, planned, and boringly unoriginal
like the person is trying to personify this 'freed soul' concept, and that in itself is what is trapping them
this however, is different, it read real
reading this little blurb put a smile on my face and made me feel genuinely happy for this guy

such a good feeling

http://liskotography.com/

an interview with god

i can't remember where i found this
i spend enough time roaming around the internet that i get lost in it

but there's something i really like about this little quote
it struck me as an extremely accurate depiction