singing islands: photography

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Thursday, February 4, 2010

Friday, October 9, 2009

last season

as close to exactly one year ago as I can be

October 2008

murray

Murray, August 2009

This is Joe's dog Murray. He needs help brushing his hair.

Saturday, September 26, 2009

work & play

Here are some pictures from the other night @ Clayton Patterson's opening w/ ALIFE. Congrats Clayton, you are the best.

heeeeey Raf

I bought a bag of candy corn this morning at Rite-aid. It was 1/2 off of 99 cents. I have a strong feeling that it is expired, but there is no real way of knowing with the seasonal candy that you want around for all year.

Friday, September 18, 2009

l'shana tova

my celebration; listening to kasper hauser gonna smoke a spliff and then chew a piece of trident

l'shana tova

leaving tomorrow to a secret space in a big open field

can you tell the difference between a sunset and a sunrise in a photograph?

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

visitors

Monica came back for a minute before leaving again. Now she is on a farm in Spain and I miss her. WWOOF.

backyard beets

This is Lindley holding Lazaro somewhere on Broadway.

Lindley is a photographer and also made these sites:

WE PROJECTS

THE ONES WE LOVE

WHERE WE'RE FROM

THE PHOTOGRAPHIC DICTIONARY

My favorite is 'the ones we love.' I like looking at the handwriting of photographers, especially those younger than me, and ones that claim to love their moms.

It has been a summer of breakups and downs and ups again. And now it is almost over.

mountain sides

The whole world smelled like garbage today. But besides that everything was ok and the weather is getting better. My neck doesn't sweat as much while I am sleeping.

These are photographs from PA.

I visited Jody in the mountains and had the best time. He escorted me to the first wedding I have ever been to. After hours of drinking at the reception, I went to a casino and lost $10 on a digitized slot machine. Then the next day, hungover, we walked through the wet woods.

It looked like the Emerald City

There were thousands of these guys

Hi Jody

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

ends

B&S

Sarah C

GINA

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

2/5 there

I have only a handful of favorite photographers. It is a small and scattered group.

These artists are all intelligent and sincere. The photographs are excogitative and often include pieces of the artist's physical body or traces of its existence in the images. The work is not evidence of life or as a result of living, it is more.
My favorite photographers are perspectivists. Their work illustrates the many ways of seeing 'real' objects and the unlimited truths in our world. A photograph can offer the viewer many ideas or perspectives, but it can never give a definitive truth. Neither the photographer, subject or viewer has knowledge of the noumenon, the thing-in-itself.

My favorite photographers are transcendentalists.

Photography is less art and more science. The medium requires traveling to a destination and studying a particular subject. A talented photographer can study a subject's qualities that are not immediately apparent to the human eye. The best photographs are to be viewed slowly. Repeatedly. The most interesting photographs do not rely on shock or the allure of novelty. These images do not necessarily display a new subject to the viewer, but display the subject in a way that the viewer has rarely, if ever, seen before.

Consequently, this display opens a new realm of possible meanings, interpretations and actions in our world.

Jim Goldberg