Archive for the 'Photography'

Cold Dead Hands

I’ve always wondered how something like this could work, and thankfully the internet, or, more specifically, a video artist named Anthony Discenza, has provided. You’re watching three Charlton Heston films — Planet of the Apes, Soylent Green and Omega Man (recently remade as I Am Legend) — alternated every tenth of a second, while the soundtracks are layered on top of one another. While I’d have to read an artist’s statement to figure out the actual meaning...
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Scale Maps of the Ocean Floor

An amazing blog post was recently brought to my attention. I’ll quote directly: Chris Supranowitz Read more
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We Are Who We Are

I’ve always kept a folder of images hanging around on my hard drive. Sometimes I’ll go in there for inspiration or just to witness a little museum of my own making. Perhaps I could start a Tumblr like a pair of friends did, but god knows I have my hands full with this blog. So here is one particular favorite from my collection: Photo co. here This is Alan Moore and Jack Kirby at some comics convention presumably between 1986 – when Watchmen began its run – and...
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In The Sunshine

Neil Krug is an amazingly ethereal photographer and video artist who just happened to have worked with two of my favorite musicians: Boards of Canada and Ladytron (along with Devendra Banhart). All links below are probably NSFW. Pulp Art Book (Flickr, YouTube commercial) is a collaboration between himself and supermodel Joni Harbeck. The photos have his trademark retro feel – late-70s or early-80s as they were taken on expired Polaroid film. Between the expiration-based dyeing of...
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Flowers That Are Looked At

I find a whole lot of weird objects, orphaned on the streets. Well, not “weird” exactly, but in some way out of context with the asphalt. There’s just a load of beauty in the consumer products we throw out. The things I find on the street are used-up, present only in form and declared, by some individual, to no longer maintain any function. And, yet, the objects still persist; we cannot wish away our trash. When I was a kid, I found a stack of a half-dozen board games, tied up with...
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