Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Interesting Story about Camera "Lost at Sea"
I know this is digital, but it's pretty sweet:
http://shine.yahoo.com/work-money/camera-lost-sea-returned-help-social-networking-215800650.html
http://shine.yahoo.com/work-money/camera-lost-sea-returned-help-social-networking-215800650.html
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Brent Stirton
Check out his website. My favorites are his photojournalism photographs, but his other work is pretty worthy of looking through as well. I love the way he captures true humanity with the documentative work though; extremely emotionally charged, crisp, and wide angles.
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Kumi Yamashita
Seems like there are a million artists that were born in Japan and now work and live in New York City. Yamashita's work is mind blowing. I just had to share it.
Here's his website. You should really consider giving it a glance.
Monday, November 21, 2011
Quotes
Here are the quotes and authors from my presentation in class:
We're born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion for the moment that we're not alone. -Orson Wells
The ache for home lives in all of us, the safe place where we can go as we are and not be questioned. -Maya Angelou
We live in a very tense society. We are pulled apart... and we all need to learn how to pull ourselves together.... I think that at least part of the answer lies in solitude. -Helen Hayes
Only in quiet waters do things mirror themselves undistorted. Only in a quiet mind is adequate perception of the world. -Hans Margolius
The Road goes ever on and on Down from the door where it began. Now far ahead the Road has gone, And I must follow, if I can, Pursuing it with eager feet, Until it joins some larger way Where many paths and errands meet. And whither then? I cannot say. -J.R.R. Tolkien
We're born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion for the moment that we're not alone. -Orson Wells
The ache for home lives in all of us, the safe place where we can go as we are and not be questioned. -Maya Angelou
We live in a very tense society. We are pulled apart... and we all need to learn how to pull ourselves together.... I think that at least part of the answer lies in solitude. -Helen Hayes
Only in quiet waters do things mirror themselves undistorted. Only in a quiet mind is adequate perception of the world. -Hans Margolius
The Road goes ever on and on Down from the door where it began. Now far ahead the Road has gone, And I must follow, if I can, Pursuing it with eager feet, Until it joins some larger way Where many paths and errands meet. And whither then? I cannot say. -J.R.R. Tolkien
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Saturday, November 19, 2011
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Illusions and such.
jesús gonzález: collaging multiple photographs
of individuals and 'cutting' out along their edges.
This is one of her most popular pieces...
Alexa Meade: creates representational paintings directly on her subjects, covering people and objects
in layers of acrylic paint before photographing them. the works offer an unusual conflation of painting, installation, and photography, as the three-dimensional forms are collapsed in space, taking on a 2D appearance in the prints.
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Dunno if you guys heard about this yet or not but.......
This picture sold for $4.3million.
The artist's name is Andreas Gursky and he's from Berlin. A lot of his work deals with depth of field; I really like it. The images are so colorful. I wonder how much his other work sells for, and I hope I get to see one in person some time.
Miru Kim
Really amazing NYC-based photographer that combines exploration of abandoned/derelict spaces with self portraiture. I couldn't find a way to incorporate her work into my presentation today however I was definitely intrigued by her body of work and I encourage you all to check out her website as well as a TED talk she did in 2008.



http://apf2011.tumblr.com/post/11734637371/week-8-miru-kim-urban-explorer
http://apf2011.tumblr.com/post/11734637371/week-8-miru-kim-urban-explorer
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Inspiring Street Photography
http://www.bigpicture.in/black-white-street-photography-by-rui-palha/
Microscopic images of deliciousness.
Some people would argue that this isn't fine art, but I like to live by the saying, "Everything is art." These images are also just fun to look at. Terra Cibus mixes science, art, and food. Click on the blog post title to see her work.
Yes.
http://www.wired.com/video/street-portrait-photo-how-to/27609165001
Gives some good advice and encouragement to taking street portraits.
Gives some good advice and encouragement to taking street portraits.
Saturday, November 12, 2011
Mirror Mirror
Standing in front of a mirror for an hour is probably the most difficult thing I've done in a while. Not just physically, but mentally. I did this Thursday night after I got home from the library around 2:30am.
Since I knew I was going to be standing for a while I stood on a yoga mat, and brought a few things to keep myself focused namely some incense, candles, and my tibetan singing bowl. Since I don't have a full body mirror I had to bring together two mirrors and stack them against some stuff. I also figured if I was going to be doing this for real I would do it naked.
So I stood there and looked all around myself, at myself, past myself, through myself....it was interesting how see-through I became to myself. Maybe it was just because I got really tired of seeing me after a while. Since Shane talked about transforming into something other than our selves I tried as hard as I could to becomes something I wasn't. In my mind I turned into a grey heron, flying over swamps and bays. I imagined some other things, but it's a little bit too personal to post publicly. I experienced voyeuristic perspectives and for a very long time meditated on dissolving my surroundings. I think I transcended time for at least a second. It was amazing.
I noticed that as the "hour" progressed I didn't feel like I was looking at me, but at another person. I started judging myself for judging myself, being critical of how I thought about what I saw and breaking things into shapes in order to keep my attention and perhaps simplify things. It was really hard to ignore my legs starting to ache beneath me. For the first fifteen minutes I just couldn't stand still. I can't as it is when I'm doing every day things, so standing infront of a mirror was especially trialling in patience for me. Eventually though I found a strange vibration at which I held steady...it may sound ridiculous to some but if you concentrate hard enough you can find the frequency of things around you and solidify your balance with them. I didn't hold it long, but when I did I felt stronger than I've ever felt before. Then when I noticed (became conscious of) this awareness I lost it again, that's when I started feeling see through and negativity began to take over for a moment. It was outlandishly emotional. Like someone was looking through me, and it wasn't me doing the seeing at all.
I think this experience would have been completely ruined and fake if I had recorded myself, and I'm glad I did it right before bed. It helped my mind unravel more than usual and I had some weird dreams which led me to finally find a direction for my final project for Naoko's class.
Since I knew I was going to be standing for a while I stood on a yoga mat, and brought a few things to keep myself focused namely some incense, candles, and my tibetan singing bowl. Since I don't have a full body mirror I had to bring together two mirrors and stack them against some stuff. I also figured if I was going to be doing this for real I would do it naked.
So I stood there and looked all around myself, at myself, past myself, through myself....it was interesting how see-through I became to myself. Maybe it was just because I got really tired of seeing me after a while. Since Shane talked about transforming into something other than our selves I tried as hard as I could to becomes something I wasn't. In my mind I turned into a grey heron, flying over swamps and bays. I imagined some other things, but it's a little bit too personal to post publicly. I experienced voyeuristic perspectives and for a very long time meditated on dissolving my surroundings. I think I transcended time for at least a second. It was amazing.
I noticed that as the "hour" progressed I didn't feel like I was looking at me, but at another person. I started judging myself for judging myself, being critical of how I thought about what I saw and breaking things into shapes in order to keep my attention and perhaps simplify things. It was really hard to ignore my legs starting to ache beneath me. For the first fifteen minutes I just couldn't stand still. I can't as it is when I'm doing every day things, so standing infront of a mirror was especially trialling in patience for me. Eventually though I found a strange vibration at which I held steady...it may sound ridiculous to some but if you concentrate hard enough you can find the frequency of things around you and solidify your balance with them. I didn't hold it long, but when I did I felt stronger than I've ever felt before. Then when I noticed (became conscious of) this awareness I lost it again, that's when I started feeling see through and negativity began to take over for a moment. It was outlandishly emotional. Like someone was looking through me, and it wasn't me doing the seeing at all.
I think this experience would have been completely ruined and fake if I had recorded myself, and I'm glad I did it right before bed. It helped my mind unravel more than usual and I had some weird dreams which led me to finally find a direction for my final project for Naoko's class.
Thursday, November 10, 2011
meant to post this a while ago..
I stood in front of my bathroom mirror for an hour a few days ago. It was probably one of the weirder things I have experienced before. It made me extremely uncomfortable at first, and I kept catching myself trying to avoid my own gaze. I would move closer to the mirror and farther away. I felt very emotional looking at myself for so long (I barely look in mirrors for longer than necessary as is) and I'm not entirely sure if I actually hit a full hour or not. While I don't intend on doing this again anytime soon, I do think the next time I do this I want to either photograph or record myself in some way.
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
I stood in front of a mirror for an hour
at 4 this morning. Or yesterday morning. Or something.
I filmed myself doing this.
And then I watched myself standing in front of the mirror.
While standing there, things got blurry and my mind got blurry and nothing made sense and then everything made sense and then everything turned white and black and spotty colors and then I thought about those things that keep everyone up at night when you get into that funk and can't get out.
That was pretty awful, because I really needed to sleep, and for me, these funks last from a few days to a week or so. Which is good for writing and art making, but bad for any factor related to happiness.
I thought about these dreams I keep having about people I hardly know, or people I've never seen before in my life that somehow I'm madly in love with or best friends with or something. But I don't know who they are. So that's weird. I thought about you, probably. Because I thought about everyone, at least once. And then I thought about what I was doing with my life and then I questioned my insecurities and then I got mad at all of you for I'm not sure what reason. And then I got mad at just one of you. But then I forgot and I thought about photography and asked myself weird questions in my head about it and I second guessed myself a lot. I forget the assignment, or if there really was one other than standing in front of a mirror. I don't really remember if we were supposed to think about anything in particular. I didn't.
While watching it, I realized my eyes are a bit uneven and I can't decide if they're too far apart or too close together. Also my nostrils are different sizes. I blink normally though, I think. And I sway a lot. My hair has no order and I look pissed off the whole time. And then my eyes got all glazed over at about the time my mind started wandering, I think. And I started to look around a lot.
But my bathroom mirror is pretty clean, so that's cool.
My knees hurt afterwards.
Monday, November 7, 2011
Sunday, November 6, 2011
Saturday, November 5, 2011
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Occupy Oakland
I was trying to get updates on the tragedies of Occupy Oakland and I came across this stunning image, I was unable to find the artist, the writer of the caption simply quoted themselves as "xy"
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Garry Winogrand
Street photographer that lived during some of the biggest events of the 1900's including the 60's revolution. Well known for his depictions of typical American life, but has a wide variety of styles in his portfolio.
Here are some of my favorites that I found.
Here are some of my favorites that I found.
David Alan Harvey
http://www.davidalanharvey.com/index.php#mi=2&pt=1&pi=10000&s=16&p=0&a=0&at=0
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