I forget that old cameras don’t always have to take formal pictures
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I didn’t go in trying to be an actor.
I just went in as a kid trying to have fun and be a different character
and that was slowly something that I fell in love with. I then fell in
love with cameras and equipment. Back then it was shot on regular film. I
remember they would give me a B-camera to play with and I would get to
load the film and check the gate. I loved all of that. I was lucky
enough that it grew from there.
Francis Alÿs, Nightwatch, 2004.
Surveillance cameras observe a fox exploring the Tudor and Georgian rooms of the National Portrait Gallery at night.
Opera David Leventi
“Opera” records the interiors of world-famous opera houses, all photographed with 4x5” and 8x10” Arca-Swiss cameras to maximize detail. Architecturally meticulous, this body of work serves to historically document these national and cultural landmarks.
this looks how paris feelsIMAGE BY SERGEY NEAMOSCOU
Sergey Neamoscou (tumblr) is a talented analog photographer born in Moscow in 1981. At the moment he lives in Paris. He always considered himself a “post card” which was sent to the wrong address and to the wrong country. He is in love with soviet cameras and shooting expired.
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“So basically when the cameras weren’t rolling, I made sure that I individually eyeballed every single one of [the heckling and catcalling male extras] until they realized we were a force to be reckoned with. Just because we were girls didn’t mean that we couldn’t be badass.” — Emilia Clarke
seventeen and not a year wiser.
"I feel old but not very wise."- Jenny, An Education
Seventeen; an odd year and number, math wise. So here’s to another year of misspent youth, mistakes and regrets to be learned, the right choices to be made, and everything in between.
i. These Days by Nico. ii. Underage by The Hidden Cameras. iii. Falling Into Space by Don DiLego. iv. Gold Days by Sparklehorse. v. I’ll Keep It With Mine by Dean and Britta. vi. Celestine by Spector. vii. Seventeen by Jet. viii. Dreams So Real by Metric. ix. Golden Years by David Bowie. x. Young by Dog Is Dead. xi. Traveling Woman by Bat For Lashes. xii. Anthems For a Seventeen Year Old Girl by Broken Social Scene. xiii. On Your Way by The Album Leafxiv. Hiding Tonight by Alex Turner.xv. Waiting For My Chance To Come by Noah and the Whale. xvi. Rill Rill by Sleigh Bells. xvii. Beautiful Future by Primal Scream
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books read in 2015: T H E G O L D F I N C H by Donna Tartt
The painting, the magic and aliveness of it, was like that odd airy moment of the snow falling, greenish light and flakes whirling in the cameras, where you no longer cared about the game, who won or lost, but just wanted to drink in that speechless windswept moment. When I looked at the painting I felt the same convergence on a single point: a flickering sun-struck instant that existed now and forever. Only occasionally did I notice the chain on the finch’s ankle, or think what a cruel life for a little living creature—fluttering briefly, forced always to land in the same hopeless place.