I don’t even know how I would feel about this if it happened to me.
Noam’s scream self portrait, which was taken in early 2006, became one of the most used images of all time. What started as a low (no) budget photoshoot in his NYC apartment is now an iconic image used around the world in protests, products and advertising, or just for art. By age 28 Noam’s face had become part of popular movements that brought down several world leaders – a rare distinction for someone’s face. Oh yeah, and it all happened without Noam’s knowledge or permission. Here is the case of The Stolen Scream.
I first read about Sebastião Salgado on a blog I stumbled upon on Tuesday of last week (which I now can’t locate but which referenced this article) and was oh so pleasantly surprised to be able to snap this pic as I biked past the Royal Ontario Museum here in Toronto on Friday morning.
What serendipity! The exhibit runs from May 4, 2013 at the ROM. I am oh so excited and am thinking I will take advantage of their half-off admission Friday evening special as soon as I can.
Take the time to watch this TED talk with Salgado and I guarantee you will fall in love both with him and his message. What a talented and passionate person. Very inspirational and beautiful stuff.
Joey L. is a photographer I recently discovered. A Canadian based in Brooklyn, his work spans from celebrity portraits to advertising to personal travel shots. One of the personal albums on his site, called Holy Men, is my favorite. Here are some of the shots.
Check out his site for a lot of other stunning photographs. As a student of Anthropology I also particularly like the albums The Cradle of Mankind and Origin.
He also did some promo shots for It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia!
For yesterday’s post I was searching through some old family photos that my dad has now saved digitally. I didn’t find any that had been taken at a dacha but I did find these of me which I thought were just too funny not to share.
I think that at a young age I thought I was destined for the spotlight.
“No pictures, please.”
But I also knew that sometimes you had to give up the goods.
“Well ok, just one.”
Click here to see one of my all time favorite pictures of me. Like the above, taken by my dad.
This blog has been all about visual candy as of late and although I am hoping to think of some great posts to write in the near future (sometimes my brain just has zero new ideas), here is some more aesthetically pleasing stuff for your day.
Matthias Heiderich is a Berlin-based self taught photographer and ever since I stumbled onto his website I have been drooling over his photos. Just plain love ’em! They remind me of this Henri Cartier-Bresson quote.
We often hear of “camera angles” (that is, those made by a guy who throws himself flat on his stomach to obtain a cetain effect or style), but the only legitimate angles that exist are those of the geometry of the composition.
– Henri Cartier-Bresson
You can see all of these and many more on his site, click here.
The London Summer Olympics end today and although I am not a huge follower of this event I do enjoy observing the excitement it seems to create in so many around me. And yes, I will admit that there is something about the whole tradition of the games that make me get a little emotional from time to time…but I am a sucker for that kind of stuff. So before I start blubbering about pride, nationalism, and all the rest, let’s revisit the last Olympic Games held in Jolly Ol’ London.
The year was 1908…
Source for all images: www.retronaut.co
It takes a lot of courage to release the familiar and seemingly secure, to embrace the new. But there is no real security in what is no longer meaningful. There is more security in the adventurous and exciting, for in movement there is life, and in change there is power.
—- Alan Cohen
The photo above comes from the portfolio of a very talented Alexey Titarenko. I am especially a big fan of his Black & White Magic of St. Petersburg series. Check it out! This is the third post this week that has something to do with the Mother Land…hmmmm…not sure what that is all about.