An ideal for living: kicking ass of photographers 70 years younger than himself until the end. Incidentally, calling Penn a “fashion photographer” is like calling Picasso a “cubist painter.”
“You’ve been duplicated, you’ve been recreated, you’ve been… replaced.”
More Chrome. More Philip K Dick.
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Kate Kirkwood, Untitled
Few photographic subjects interest me less than animals — landscapes are right up there — so when someone like Kate Kirkwood comes along, I pay attention and respect. Kate’s landscapes are visceral — there’s a pulse in them, and then there’s death. Kate is also on Flickr.
Kate Kirkwood, Towards Blackcombe
Melanie Matthieu, Claire et distincte
His muscled back surfaced with each stroke — the grass rippling over his back. When he finished his last lap and came up for air, I knelt down in the dirt beside him and he whispered, “Come work for me.” Then he was off again, slipping beneath the topsoil.
— MWMC
Clu Gulager, A Day with the Boys
You might know Clu Gulager as Burt from Return of the Living Dead. His Wikipedia entry, oddly enough, doesn’t mention this 18-minute, László Kovács-photographed short, the only film he ever directed. That it’s among Ryan McGinley’s 10 favourite art films should come as no surprise.
This is part 1; see part 2 here, or just watch them together here.
Sarah Small, Bloody Chair
Sarah Small, Two Mollys on Blue
Some of my most popular Tumblr posts have been these cellphone fauxlaroids. So I put together a Tumblr dedicated solely to these kind of photos — this is the closest you’ll see me get to a personal diary.
And much like anyone, I have an occasional need to shoot in an excessively photobloggy way, so this is where I’ll indulge in tilted shots of buildings, close-ups of street detritus, shmoopy girlfriend photos, GPOYWs, “the mundane” and so on and so on.
So yeah — phonecam diary. Welcome!
