look..listen..learn

In order to get through the heat in LA 

I am spending alot of time indoors 

sitting under my lil window a/c daydreaming of

looking:

Ottica-tv

Listening:

States of Mates

Leaning:

8 Stages by Erickson

trying to find some person for this.

Went to LACMA to see "A Thousand Polaroids". (Watch the film)

it's to much for my eyes to take into.Like easting sweets before a huge meal.

How every image can look so perfect is beyond my own capabilities. Sort of depresses me.

My favorite,the bloody cut knee.I wish I could find an image of it to post.

But my favorite room Ken Gonzales-Day..my oh my,powerful images and the whole way the room was installed. Had an over all effect as if you were part of the crowd your self at the lynchings.The space crept in on you from all areas and had a way of making you feel slightly suffocating  ,losing breath taking the place of the dead hanging that were not shown.I can not thank you enough for the recommendation. Thinking minds,thinking a like about art and food.

street urchins melt me heart

I'm not even sure what this site is.I haven't actually read it.

I just click on his Friday Street Urchin posts.

speaking of 2 girls...and The Roots

I've never seen the actual video.

However, this is my favorite reaction video

and that is enough for me.

2 girls and a ..

I forget just how much i enjoyed reading her books in my 20's. 

Her life however, golly she lived a full one.

Bonjour Tristesse was on the telly this week. 

I missed the Otto film but found my old dusty book as a reminder.

Between her and Lee Miller a girl could really be inspired.

Except for that whole tax evasion and drug problem.

" To jealousy, nothing is more frightful then laughter"

"A dress makes no sense unless it inspires men to want to take it off you"

"I squirted it into my mouth"

Summer is here and it's feeling Beautiful 

and i'm looking at cover songs and am happy at what i am finding.

Still listening to clemsnide. I think they just are the perfect summer band for me.

However, this person whom i wish was a relation to me is growing on me.

The GP Kids and Mack = awesome

this is one of the all time lamest posts i've done

Never Grow Up

In keeping with my theme of some of the greatest images. I direct you to possibly one of the greatest flickr sets ...I encourage those who have their own images to either send in or post on your own site. Then let me know and I will direct people to you.

“The maximum, that is what has always interested me.”

If i were to choose one of my top 5 favorite photographers.
I would choose Josef ( some say joseph ) Koudelka.
When I was struggling with how does one,or how do I turn
band photographer into "artist" for lack of a better word.
I discovered him. I discovered how someone can capture a soul.
Which maybe you're not supposed to do. I wont lie though,I'm thrilled he did.
I get a real sense of a loner belonging. I feel a struggle with a country trying to
survive in a time where despair controlled. At the same time the faces of children show
that through it all they will stick together.

Listen here

info here

I love this photo almost purely out of jealousy.

40 years...

Today is the anniversary of the death of Robert Kennedy.

I wasn't even a blink in my mum's eye.

I'm not one who stands on soapboxes and screams my political views.

However, it seems to me that the closest thing I will get to feeling at one with my country in

needing a change,having some hope, a sense of pride like how it was back then. Well it seems to me that time might be now for me and my generation.

That's all I'm saying.

I was asked to by some online magazine to compile a list of 5 of my favorite images.

That's impossible..But I'm gonna try.

Every week I will post them and try to explain what it is that makes that image a top 5 for me.

Starting with this image..which has always been a all time favorite. It also ties in with today.

This book has always been a favorite book of mine and I often look at it. 

The photo has always stood put to me the most.I get a little teary eyed. I have a huge sense of wonderment of who these people are.I want to know them.I want to the little ones ask them if they remember? I feel somewhat connected to this family.As if i were part of them. Barefoot and running through sprinklers on a hot day. Dirty and carefree but having the sense that will all change. I want to ask the father how he felt as a man that lost his hope.

I don't look at this photo in anyway on a technical level. Purely emotional, a sad wonder. I think Paul Fusco's captured some of the most emotionally powerful images from an area that wasn't afraid to show these emotions. We shouldn't forget.