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Ensenada Grande on Isla Partida from sailblogs
Trolltunga (Troll’s Tongue) overhanging Skjeggedal, in south-western Norway
Chiricahua Mountains
Hopewell Rocks
Pancake Rocks at Punakaiki, New Zeland
I was recently at the Helmut Newton Exhibit at The Grand Palais where I saw this photograph which reminded me of a poem from a while back.
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Fat fingers open the door
To look inside
Peering through to the people’s
belongings on the wall
that’s where they hang things
after all
Fat fingers sift through the
Many items on the floor
Books and movies tell a story
About the audience
Not just to it
Finger through their lives
It’s easy enough to figure out
Even clumsy fat fingers
will have some idea
Well, not really behind the scenes as they are out in plain sight, but I love watching the people who orchestrate our departures and arrivals, without whom we would not have fuel, baggage, beverage, or any idea where to park the damn thing. Not to mention I'm a sucker for a uniform.
These two are from my recent layover in Brussels on my way back to Paris from Hartford, Connecticut.
four times per year
the provisions are delivered
four times a year
once in dead cold
the roads are closed
and a boat's not an option
the lake is now ice
with a coating of snow
travel 'cross ice
leaving tracks not to follow
they are a caution
someone's passed here before
the sack on a sled
efficient and agile
at the start you say
I could have taken more
In the refuge oasis
the island of tress
you can't stay too long
you feel safe, you won't leave
the wind may be biting
advance past the tree line
just think of arriving
on the far side
it seems too distant
with your heavy load
but you've done it before
knowing that's all you need
take the first step
where the ice isn't worn down
across to the clearing
with the old crooked tree
deliver the wares
warm up your feet
start plans for next time
prepare once again to leave
coruscation...
Stream of consciousness expanding on the visuals supplied, and try to verbalize the images in my mind.
The wings, blues, greys, wind, lightness, silhouettes, ovals, owls, wind, raincoat, umbrella, water drops, ocean, stormy grey water, rough seas, sea/horizon/sky/clouds=tulle/silk/lace/water resistant, Swarovski, wind, feathers, sparkle, glint, two of a feather, crane, slender, elongate, luster, flutter...coruscation
in preparation for the Spring 2013 collection, here is the first set of research images
...the house smelled earthy and moist. From the inside you could see out over the lake, vast and open to the unbounded sky, almost forgetting the confinement of your vantage point, embedded into the hillside. Protected by the stones and reinforced wood panels lining the walls. The front and back door led out to two different worlds. One to the enclosed garden and the vista of green grass and wildflowers beyond the cultivated patch, and the other towards the misty lake giving access to the lands beyond via the canoe that was kept down by the wooden dock. It was the most lush season of the year, which meant many days of cloud cover and rain. And the wait for the flowers to bloom from the bright, yellow-green sprouts that emerged boldly from the protection of their own earthy enclose...
...from where she stood the terrain looked lush and green, but she knew the perils of the journey. To make it back safely, she would have to take the short cut under the waterfall. Her only chance would be just as the sun set, when its rays turned the water hot orange, like lava spilling over the edge of the towering wall of rock, and the passageway opened. She saw the fading light of the sun behind the cloud cover. it was quickly approaching the line of the mountain tops on its way past the horizon into night. It was time to hurry...
the big man and the little man sat together side by side. the big man had lived longer- was weathered, was worn. the little man was smaller, like his name implies. little and light, in weight and in color. taking after the big man in texture and sheen. appearance is everything the big man always said. the wrinkles are my experience and worldliness. your smooth surface is your innocence and naivete. one day, when people have wrinkled you and worn down your seams, you will remember this moment with me.
Ralph Morse, a Life staff photographer, documenting NASA astronauts
Project Mercury astronauts via LifeU.S. Astronaut John Glenn (1961) - Ralph Morse from themarathonwalker
Pete Conrad, Dick Gordon, Al Bean- crew of the Apollo 12 space craft from justacarguy
Love
+ team photos of the Apollo crews from maverick2
Corrine Day is known for transforming the editorial fashion industry with her raw and natural approach to fashion phtography. With Kate Moss as the perfect imperfect muse, she was able to achieve a reality that was a close to real as any set can produce. But that was not always what people wanted- reality can be sad, as she said, and sometimes people just want fantasy. Turning her career down a documentary road she had that freedom. But in the spirit of grunge and unconventional transitions in the 90s in particular, I think it is appropriate to give a quick nod to Day. Here are some of her fashion contributions, recent and old.
Images from Chinese Vogue November 2008- here for their outdoor amazing chic use of tall grass and century old wooden shackled house
Two early shots from various spreads, for their whimsy
These from British Vogue October 2003- Geoff Dyer Haute Couture prep, for the rawness of the 'behind the scenes'
Since her death in 2010, several blogs, newspapers, and other publications paid homage to her life and career. Here are a couple that I wanted to share:
Really awesome selection of images on Focus on to Film Blog
Corrine Day Obituary in the telegraph
Images from Chinese Vogue November 2008- here for their outdoor amazing chic use of tall grass and century old wooden shackled house
Two early shots from various spreads, for their whimsy
These from British Vogue October 2003- Geoff Dyer Haute Couture prep, for the rawness of the 'behind the scenes'
Since her death in 2010, several blogs, newspapers, and other publications paid homage to her life and career. Here are a couple that I wanted to share:
Really awesome selection of images on Focus on to Film Blog
Corrine Day Obituary in the telegraph
At the Rock en Seine music festival Renaud Montfourny was the honored photographer, with a photo expo combining aerials of dead animals in city streets, and, of course, portraits of Rock Stars. The man, who also founded the french magazine Inrockuptables (the French Rolling Stone), has an eye for the greats and how to create an image of them as real people, full on with in their iconic attitudes.
Hung up next to each other:
These are my two grunge heroes-
Hung up next to each other:
These are my two grunge heroes-
Fantastical worlds captured in one frame- so believable your mind sees beyond the picture plane...real people transformed into fictional characters with supernatural qualities and eccentric mannerisms- they must actually exist in their strange world...colors that seem to be pulled out from the ground where he wishes them to be- like his camera interprets the visions of his mind's eye
Here are some recent editorial shots to demonstrate that introduction...
Take a look at his website there's much more to see
+ he works in collage sometimes as well- which I love because it is like he continues building onto these fabricated worlds with elements of our own world that still somehow enhance the fantasy.
This photography is believed (by believers) to capture the aura of the subject by capturing the electric current sent through the subject that is in direct contact with the film, rather than traditional photography which captures light in space. Whether skeptic or believer, the images can be pretty cool.
Thumbprint
mushrooms
Textile- Symbolic Reiki Weave
fingertips
Thumbprint
mushrooms
Textile- Symbolic Reiki Weave
fingertips