We begin shooting wet plate for the next month, starting tomorrow. Slow going, but nice temporary space. Nice light. Darkbox by UHaul.
After the main shot, this morning, Lynchburg, Tennessee. Three amazing little pigs. Here’s Jon Morgan holding the little white one. How they can squeal; and then miraculously, they calm down and almost go to sleep in your arms.
This morning, Lynchburg, Tennessee. Love the peeling wood.
Good (excerpt) interview with Thich Nhat Hanh, done by Oprah Winfrey. Trying to just focus on him, and his message. I had no idea he is in his mid-80’s. A good reminder for me today. (Full interview here, in text).
Commencement speeches seem to be all the rage lately. Multiple people sent me this today; (not sure if they were trying to tell me something or not). A commencement speech by George Saunders on kindness. Nice portrait by Damon Winter too.
Loved the eyeball in the bark of this tree today, on the grounds of Wave Hill, in the Bronx. Second annual AIM Biennial. Wet-plate work by Lisa Elmaleh, and my favorite piece was “Joist”, by Jessica Sanders — pieces of deteriorating wax.
Lisa Elmaleh, 8×10 collodion
Grounds of Wave Hill
Gorgeous subway building, 1 Train. End of the line at 242nd Street, Bronx.
I’m now the king of searching for wet-plate space in Brooklyn. Here’s a potential studio building, today, off the Graham stop of the L. Reminds me of the electricity riggings in New Delhi, or that old Werthan building in Nashville. It’s a Fire Marshall’s wet dream. I found it oddly pretty, with that window light.
Good show of Hank Willis Thomas new work at Jack Shainman in Chelsea. I shot this bad iphone video today, trying to show how the glass diffuses the images in the five frames, as you walk left to right. Each of the five images were about 30″x40″, butted together. The glass or plastic did that effect where Jesus opens and closes his eyes. In the back room was a video piece of five monitors — interviews with black men about race. I could have stayed all day and watched it. Here’s another link to show more of the (strong) work. Chelsea, between about 22nd and 26th, is like a Masters Program; just walking the streets and ducking into galleries.
From Shorpy.com. Caption reads: “March 1909. Hartford, Conn. Newsgirls waiting for papers. Largest girl, Alice Goldman, has been selling for 4 years. Newsdealer says she uses viler language than the newsboys do. Bessie Goldman and Bessie Brownstein are 9 years old and have been selling about one year. All sell until 7 or 7:30 p.m. Photo by Lewis Wickes Hine for the National Child Labor Committee’.
I stumbled onto this Italian Street Fair on Roebling, in Williamsburg, last night. Mount Carmel festival of some type. Complete with six story portable giglio. With the drenching rainstorm, and the tattoo booth next to the statue, the whole thing was surreal biblical.
This is something like my mother’s mother would have done, in Muhlenberg County, Kentucky, when I was a kid. Neat, with weedeater trim. I still love The South. Nelson and I ran upon this yesterday, scouting in Lynchburg, Tennessee.
Today, in the scorching heat. Wearing black, and looking for a solution. Relief.
Vimeo showing a man who deals in vernacular photography. He’s bought and sold millions of snapshots. Shows the universal appeal of photography. (Thank you, Allie Hine).
Stairwell leading to second floor of (hopefully) my new home, soon. Built in 1865, brownstone. Hell’s Kitchen, 44th and Ninth.
The man that put the Leica 21mm lens, and grainy contrasty B/W film, on the map. Good video; I had no idea of his art background in Paris.
Somehow, I missed this one too. Not sure how it works, but this was not free on YouTube; you rent it for $1.99. But worth the money obviously. Quite a nice insight into her life, and also an insight to see just how much our industry has changed in such a short time.
Jewelry vendor, today, on Bedford Avenue in Williamsburg. Great style, beautiful face.
Plywood sign glued to the stone doorway, at 31st and Park Avenue, today. I can only assume that, at one time, there was.
Great face, today, on the street in Union Square, at the fresh market. Striking presence.
Somehow, I never saw this documentary on Avedon. Very much worth a view. One hour and 25 minutes.
Two frames from the first pack of SX-70 film, today, at Gus and Barbara’s apartment uptown. With Andre Schneider too and his wife. Handheld, window light, Impossible Project SX-70 B/W instant film. Quirky process, but it’s getting there. Camera from 1970’s is still solid though. Great lens.
Gus and Barbara’s son.
Andre’s stepson, Gabriel.