Douglas Dollars is Six Times AliveI have an announcement to make. You guys should follow my friend Kristen. Awesome photographer. That is all. Thank you.
Seconding Andre. I’ve believe I’ve been following Kristen for a bit more than a year. Apart from her consistently on-point model selection, she has some of the finest setups and produces moments that I find intimiate without falling into cheap thrills. She’s doing Texas and photography so proud.
(Source: Flickr / kwrez)
Dear ,
Buddy Wakefield - “Giant Saint Everything” (3:31)
And then there were the ways You caught me
moving back into my cave where the wheels turn,
same wheels that drove You off.
Thus continues the streak of choking up to poetry.
People grow to dislike things that have disappointed them, and holidays can be very disappointing. Making even the smallest effort to mend that damage goes a long way. I’ve been holding on to a 93-year-old Valentine since September.
I’m not even seeing someone, this is for a friend, and your man’s holiday game is likely terrible in comparison. I’m sorry.
This is the goal I’m giving all of us for the rest of the month.
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‘As if secrecy could guarantee dignity Our walls grow taller’
I’ve been working on actively removing mystery that might exist around me, and all indications point to it pretty much having run its course.
This sticker is only a few blocks from my apartment (and is not mine). I’m enjoying this new work, but I was hoping it wouldn’t be the same phrase over and over.
Lucky Thompson & Dave Pochonet All Stars - “I Should Care” (4:18)
This and the debut Rufus Wainwright album have been in my mind all morning.
My very sage answer to this is to take a look at what you’ve shot with any camera (even your phone) in the last year. Even if you didn’t do it on purpose or for ‘art,’ what’s captured is probably where your feelings lie.
I’ve spent a lot of time distancing myself from what I shoot. I used to be capturing, processing, and posting daily to I Make Photos Daily, and loved everything I saw. I was too busy capturing and constructing a moment with the camera (before and after processing) to enjoy a moment or to actually interest myself.
The daily photo tumblr grew very popular by my standards (>30,000 followers a year ago), but as soon as I realised that people will care more about oversaturated photos than black and white, or that the level of vignette and bokeh directly correlate into people’s interest, I lost my heart for it and let the Tumblr wither. I now keep more people interested in following it by not publishing to it. I post there very rarely these days, and any time I do I lose about a hundred followers. It’s now down to about 11,000 followers.
The new way I go about it is to shoot and then wait at least a week to even review (let alone process and publish) the work, if I do at all. Sometimes I like knowing I’ve snapped the moment but that I might never go look at it. I’ve also moved pretty hard into Polaroid and instant film as well, so that I can’t tamper with the actual memory, so that I can pre-fill the memory banks with nostalgia for something that wasn’t.
I’d love to feel so much for what I do with the camera again, but right now we have a solid working relationship. It seems pretty happy in my bag daily, and recording the things that I can’t help but want to capture when those things do pop up. Most days it never moves, but it’s always with me, because what good is a photo you wanted to take but couldn’t?
Maybe the goal is to find more things that I can’t imagine not saving in a moment. I’ll be working on that soon enough, I suppose.
Loney, Dear - “Calm Down” (3:58)
“Calm down, there is nothing after you”
I think you’ll like this one a lot. You should listen to it. I choose to read into it in the sense of a relationship, and not life, necessarily.
Please add to my official bio, “Unsettlingly-good night vision.”
Dictated aloud but not read, DDS
If you’re in Edmonton tomorrow (February 3rd) and don’t have something planned to do between 10AM and your early afternoon, I suggest you participate in a multi-thousand-player game of dodgeball.
Were I in any way able to get out of eating pizza and drinking at work, I’d be there. I mean this sincerely.
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SEPHORA I KNOW WHERE YOU SLEEP
Leah and I collaborated on this little art project. The idea is simple: if you can enter a gift message, take advantage of it.
Recent exhibitions:
It’s a small bit of fun to forget entering nonsense at the time of order only to re-read it when it arrives.
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Dicken Schrader feat. Milah & Korben - “Shake The Disease” (Depeche Mode cover)
(Hat tip to David McCreath) This father makes Depeche Mode cover songs with his children, largely using household objects. They’ve also covered “Strangelove” and “Everything Counts.”
It’s utterly charming.
juliannadamer replied to your photoset: I always deliver the photos and then forget to…
I’m glad you shared your photos. It’s always interesting to see what the other photographers are seeing. Also, I was very surprised by the way this worked. I’ve never been to a photo call like this where they only play a few scenes.
The partial scenes at the media call feel like a carry-over from when radio and TV would often show up and the production would run through anything the press wanted, because it meant coverage.
We know that local coverage of the arts keeps shrinking, and now the only media to show up are the Gateway (you) or whatever is sent elsewhere (me), but the theatre has remained just as eager to please. I’m uncomfortable in asking people to do things over or pausing and posing just so I can get a photo, so I try to just get in and get out with very little fuss.
For those who aren’t hip to the news, Julianna was at tonight’s media call at the Walterdale, and while I suspected it was her, I didn’t say a word because I’m also often incredibly wrong with such guesses.
I always deliver the photos and then forget to share them here with you, so here’s a couple photos from tonight’s rehearsal of Albertine in Five Times by Michel Tremblay, at the Walterdale Playhouse.
Possibly-interesting facts: I never ask rehearsals to stop, change the lighting, or interfere with production in any way. They act, I move around and shoot as things are happening. If I don’t get a shot or I didn’t meter properly, it’s my own damn fault.
My Last.fm account has now tracked 111,111 track listens.
After all, it had to happen some time.
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