They have a great big history to them, so big it’s too big to understand, really.
When we think about digital cameras we think of the first one we got, we think of a time before they were totally commonplace, we think of bad pictures taken in haste.
This might be my favorite picture. I believe it was taken at my old place on Locust street, that looks like the hearth, the one with the overalls nailed above it.
Something about the grain looks like silver, or smoke, or ink in water. It’s too low resolution here to see, but I like it a lot.
There’s a bit of humor in the fact that her shoulder is in focus, though I’d have a hard time articulating exactly why that’s funny.
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Something about the grain looks like silver, or smoke, or ink in water. It’s too low resolution here to see, but I like it a lot.
There’s a bit of humor in the fact that her shoulder is in focus, though I’d have a hard time articulating exactly why that’s funny.
When we think of a black and white photograph, especially one on film, and conspicuously so, there’s just a lot that can come to mind; and most of it’s from before 2001, thank God.
Iwo Jima, Ed Curtis, John Ford, Atget, Marilyn Monroe, cowboys, indians, rock stars, the holocaust. The world’s been black and white, and it’ll continue to be most beautiful that way, and the most itself, but that’s the same thing.
Iwo Jima, Ed Curtis, John Ford, Atget, Marilyn Monroe, cowboys, indians, rock stars, the holocaust. The world’s been black and white, and it’ll continue to be most beautiful that way, and the most itself, but that’s the same thing.