Wednesday, September 8, 2010
There is a moment in Ian McEwan’s newest book, Solar which exemplifies all that is exciting and infuriating about the act of photographing: There were half a dozen older women among the demonstrators. One of them nipped out from behind a policeman, took a tomato from a brown paper bag, and threw it at BEard. [...]
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Binary isn’t always digital. These South Koreans are making a moving image with the two colors of their jackets, which they flip in and out, and the relative positions of their bodies as they move in sync. Can you imagine the number of hours they had to practice?! I love that they are vocalizing and [...]
Saturday, November 28, 2009
There are sirens and gunshots in a song about a side hug? See ~3:30 for a demo of a narrowly averted dastardly frontal hug… “Jesus never hugged nobody like that!”
Saturday, November 21, 2009
My laptop hard drive kicked the bucket on Tuesday. I’d backed up recently and had been shooting mostly film anyhow, so I have a few hours of rescanning and reprocessing to do, hopefully during Thanksgiving and Xmas, when I’ll also try to catch up on some needed blogging on the more fascinating pieces of course [...]
Saturday, November 7, 2009
This sound makes me happy. And Hutz is just an irresistable performer. I wish I could’ve found some footage of a song that uses the girls’ legs as drums stands, but no luck. This is what it looks like. They also have a penchant for drum crowd surfing… This one’s more indicative of their live [...]
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Speaking of the Innocence Project, I read this and it stuck in my craw. It is a reminder of how important it is to have journalists researching, questioning and challenging rather than just quoting and straight reporting. In a month-old New Yorker, there is Todd Willingham’s story: he wakes one night to find the entire [...]
Sunday, September 13, 2009
File the following under: Things You Wish Would Appear Magically on Film: The Circus-Circus is what the whole hep world would be doing on Saturday night if the Nazis had won the war. The ground floor is full of gambling tables, like all the other casinos but the place is about four stories high, in [...]
Sunday, September 6, 2009
“I have been through hundreds of towns and cities in every climate and against every kind of scenery, and of course they are all different, and the people have points of difference, but in some ways they are alike. American cities are like badger holes, ringed with trash, surrounded by piles of wrecked automobiles, and [...]
Clever Crows Prove Aesop’s Fable Is More Than Fiction: Researchers presented four crows with a challenge from Aesop’s fable “The Crow and the Pitcher”: a container of water not quite full enough for the birds to reach with their beaks. Just like Aesop’s crow, all four birds figured out how to raise the water level [...]
Rebecca Coolidge Held, where else, in Alaska. Please tell me someone has done a fine art series on beards.
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Early in the wee hours this morning, a factual data oriented search engine cum calculator called Wolfram Alpha launched. (You can read an initial review on TechCrunch.) Instead of pointing you to webpages with information as Google does, it collates selected facts in its database and presents it to you in a page of charts [...]
Anastasia Cazabon While reading Paul Auster’s The Brooklyn Follies, I came upon the story of Kafka and the traveling doll. There is a more conservative telling of it at the The Kafka Project website, but I like how Auster tells the story: It’s the last year of Kafka’s life, and he’s fallen in love with [...]
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Thomas E. Gardiner Looks like I jumped the gun when I said we don’t remember lessons. I was reading more of Errol Morris’ blog when I found this post: Photography as a Weapon. Morris interviews Dartmouth Professor Hany Farid about the faked photo of the fourth missile, and it turns out we remember mistakes in [...]
cat piano I watched Terry Gilliam’s The Adventures of Baron Munchausen and the scene in which the Turk plays the man-piano reminded me of a strange contraption called the cat piano, which I saw on the Kircher Society blog, which is sadly no longer exists when I checked today). Too bad I learned some odd [...]
