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31

Jul

Someday…

Someday…

29

Jul

How to be a smooth criminal!

26

Jul

guardian:

A parrot hatchling is fed by hand in Dimapur after being caught in a forest and offered for sale in Nagaland.
Taken from picture desk: live
Photograph: AFP/Getty Images

guardian:

A parrot hatchling is fed by hand in Dimapur after being caught in a forest and offered for sale in Nagaland.

Taken from picture desk: live

Photograph: AFP/Getty Images

23

Jul

life:

While the media goes berserk over a royal baby in England, Life.com focuses on a heroic South Carolina nurse and midwife named Maude Callen.
(W. Eugene Smith—Time & Life Pictures/Getty Images)

life:

While the media goes berserk over a royal baby in England, Life.com focuses on a heroic South Carolina nurse and midwife named Maude Callen.

(W. Eugene Smith—Time & Life Pictures/Getty Images)

19

Jul

Sauteed Brussels and kale salad sprinkled with sumptuous Aleppo pepper spice mix

Sauteed Brussels and kale salad sprinkled with sumptuous Aleppo pepper spice mix

18

Jul

theparisreview:

Dear mole, I have forgotten you!Living under the dahlias, making highwaysunder the pines, coming up to sniffblindly, like John Ruskin,at the pink chrysanthemums and the red berrieshanging from the ruined viburnum.
Everything depends on your sponginess,the world you created with yourshoulders and claws,the long tunnels and the quiet roomswhere you can wander—like Ruskin—dreaming of smooth floors and vaulted ceilings.
He was like you,always cramming and ramming, spluttering in disgust,hating repression, living apart from others,adoring mountains, drifting with the vortices,hemorrhaging a little,loving high sounds, loving the crystal orders.
He was like you,following the laws of the fourteenth century,envious of the fish,curiously breathless and obsessed with shadows,loving small girls, living deep in Hell,always beginning, always starting over,his head down, his poor soul warbling and wailing.
—Gerald Stern, “Dear Mole”Photography Credit Cannery operation in the Ruskin Cave, Ruskin Cooperative Association Papers, 1896

theparisreview:

Dear mole, I have forgotten you!
Living under the dahlias, making highways
under the pines, coming up to sniff
blindly, like John Ruskin,
at the pink chrysanthemums and the red berries
hanging from the ruined viburnum.

Everything depends on your sponginess,
the world you created with your
shoulders and claws,
the long tunnels and the quiet rooms
where you can wander—like Ruskin—
dreaming of smooth floors and vaulted ceilings.

He was like you,
always cramming and ramming, spluttering in disgust,
hating repression, living apart from others,
adoring mountains, drifting with the vortices,
hemorrhaging a little,
loving high sounds, loving the crystal orders.

He was like you,
following the laws of the fourteenth century,
envious of the fish,
curiously breathless and obsessed with shadows,
loving small girls, living deep in Hell,
always beginning, always starting over,
his head down, his poor soul warbling and wailing.

Gerald Stern, “Dear Mole”
Photography Credit Cannery operation in the Ruskin Cave, Ruskin Cooperative Association Papers, 1896

Can Photojournalism Survive in the Instagram Era?

icphoto:

Renowned photography theorist Fred Ritchin has a simple message for those behind the camera: Innovate or die.

"Photographs are not there to show us the world, but to show us a version of what may be happening."

Nicaragua, 2004. A mural installation based on original photographs taken in 1978, by Susan Meiselas / Magnum Photos.

The Highline.
Photo: Liz Fields

The Highline.

Photo: Liz Fields

15

Jul

Pollock-Krasner Studios, East Hampton

Photos - Liz Fields

13

Jul

growhousegrow:

Salvador Dali, Lobster Telephone, 1938.  Via collectivehistory:.

growhousegrow:

Salvador Dali, Lobster Telephone, 1938.  Via collectivehistory:.