This is one of the first posts I created (almost an entire year ago), and then completely forgot about. Haha. I've always been interested in silhouettes and their artistic offerings in the ways of photography. The french term for silhouettes, Contre-Jour literally translates as "against daylight." Silhouettes bring forms and shapes down to their most basic, but at the same time I think they are sometimes more of a bold statement than most other kinds of photography. Here are some of my favorites from years past.
Friday, February 12, 2010
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
From Courtney
"Nothing is original. Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration or fuels your imagination. Devour old films, new films, music, books, paintings, photographs, poems, dreams, random conversations, architecture, bridges, street signs, trees, clouds, bodies of water, light and shadows. Select only things to steal from that speak directly to your soul. If you do this, your work (and theft) will be authentic. Authenticity is invaluable; originality is nonexistent. And don’t bother concealing your thievery—celebrate it if you feel like it. In any case, always remember what Jean-Luc Godard said: “It’s not where you take things from—it’s where you take them to."-Jim Jarmusch
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Witnesses of decay
Lots of the older buildings and factories in this area have faded layers of numerous company names on the external sides of their brick walls. Nobody bothered to lay down a fresh coast of paint before scribing the new words. It's endlessly interesting to me because you can see the complex layers of history splattered across all these places. The wear and tear of neglect and disinterest abounds, which in the end creates a new identity itself.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
West Side Market, Cleveland
And you can have a direct interaction with your food. You can taste it and feel it and smell it. I guess you can do all of those things in a regular grocery store too, but it's not a complete experience in the flourescent-lit crowded impersonal grocery store. Seeing your food come from different stalls makes you consciously think about where it's coming from and how it gets to your plate. It's so European and old world and wonderful.
The colors and the life of the place were so vibrant, which says a lot considering that we went close to closing time, around 3 p.m. in the afternoon, when most of the vendor stands were closing or closed already, and the crowds began to thin out.
Monday, January 4, 2010
Bliss.
Thursday, December 31, 2009
High Culture
Because some things are just better in B&W
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