I love this project, in concept and in execution. I had been thinking that I could browse it endlessly, when a funny thing happened. My typically hyperbolic thought became reality, and the series went on without end. The device I first saw it on did not display a complete thumbnail gallery, so I had no idea how many photos were in the series. I just knew that I had been viewing them for some time, then I knew that I’d had that thought repeatedly, then I hypothesized that the website somehow triggers new photos (how it would locate such amazing events was obviously the x to solve for), then I considered throwing in the towel but was still too entertained to do so, then I became sleepy but aware that I could not stop viewing, then I thought of Bunuel’s Exterminating Angel, then I sought sanity and considered my unfortunate dance ignorance and determined to end that, then I found myself back at the beginning of the thought cycle (certainly not the photo cycle) realizing that I was again noticing how long I’d been viewing.
I watched this video of Kristan Horton talking about photography helping address a desire to be everywhere at once, and off I went. Imagining the scene behind the glowing motor inn window Christmas Eve, my own shoes scuffling a dusty roadside as yet unvisited, pining for the multitude of compelling eras I can’t live. Intimate terrain, wordless lifelong companion.
From a small square of lcd screen, you can only imagine how beguiling Holly King’s photographs of multimedia models would be if you saw them in their fullsize chromogenic glory. Unless you are like my gallery-mate, who found them garish and so would likely prefer less visual information. But you are not like her. She is wrong, and you are right, and now you must remember to watch for Holly King work hanging near you.
I can tell from this Jasper Walking series. I went to her site to learn more about her Flickr moons and suns, and the next thing I know I’m removed from time, just walking right along with Jasper, loving walking, loving seasons, loving neighbourhoods, loving Jasper, occasionally wondering about the endlessness of the series of images, wondering but not worrying because I have been released from time, and then not even wondering anymore and just click click click walking with Jasper.
The symbol representing Jessica Eaton. These symbols come up in your browsing dialogue popup whozits, and you never really know if it’s a lost in machine translation thing or intentional. But I like to think of the triangulating dots as Jessica’s mark. Why not?
I just came across this work, and I am spontaneously popping it in here due to Substantial Initial Connection. See Everything Has Changed Anyway and her Lee Filter work, Spectrum. See Cultivated Mystique and her Quantum Pong. Not making any connection other than flash card, mind you. Haven’t read about process yet. Just sharing the instantaneous recognition of shared marks.
Great images and commentary from TED Fellow Puneet Rakheja on this Blindboys street exhibit.
Left, Ngar Ball Traditional Masquerade Dance, Cross River, Nigeria, 2004, Phyllis Galembo. Right, Economies of Living no. 2, 2005, Nicola Siddons
Don’t read too much into this post, folks. I actually just wanted to adjacentize these. Selfish. Do visit both sites, however, as each contains thoughtful and rewarding views.
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Fashion photographer Michael Belk imagines Jesus in the 21st Century.
Even more legendary than Polaroid? I doubt it.
Ventures which preserve film-related technologies fall outside of the Legendary bias against posting things which have price tags right on them.
Gimme an I! Gimme an M! ……