A car belonging to photographer Charles Cushman in front of the Golden Gate Bridge,
San Francisco, September 1938. See more of Cushman’s photos and read his story here.
Category: photography
for my walls
Today’s prints that I want on my wall are by the Berlin-based artist Meike Nixdorf, who I have a super photo crush on and have admired since I first stumbled upon her work on 20×200. Meike was in the spotlight in 2011 when she was selected as a second edition Hot Shot, and I immediately began drooling over the release of her two latest editions of vivid landscapes. Yum.
All photographs are views from the series In the Orbit of El Teide, and can be found on Meike’s site.
A baby snippet of October’s Midwestern Mayhem
WAY BACK AT THE BEGINNING OF OCTOBER, a Californian (Californianite?) came for his first ever visit to the Midwest. Being the born + raised Midwesterner that I am, I couldn’t bear the thought of him leaving my home state thinking it looked like the barren inside of a Dustbuster. So I promised him buffalo, a plethora of Walmart (along with low, low prices) wide open spaces, good land and Badlands. I never promised sunshine, but the entire week he was here it was borderline 70’s. Marvelous.
Californian and I swept the entire state, from east to west, north and south. We stopped at many convenience stores as well as skeevy hotels. We wore bandanas where bandanas were necessary (think Medora) and there is not a millimeter of land, sky, or sediment that Californian’s iPhone camera didn’t document in some form of media or another. (A good thing, as both my cameras died on Day One.) We found everything I’d promised, along with several things I didn’t: lackluster fast food stops and a gregarious gaggle of prairie dogs in their interconnected burrows. If it had to be labeled, our journey fall under the category of big, lush SUCCESS.
I was recently sent a few samples of the journey by said Californian, who along with missing the Midwest terribly, will never, ever eat at a Pizza Hut again (or at least not for another 15 years).
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Robert Frank’s 1958 work The Americans is one of my favorite books (and I don’t even own it yet)! I had the enjoyment of seeing some of Frank’s work, including hundreds of contact sheets, at the Tate Modern in London (seeing the contact sheets really put in perspective the volume of film that Frank shot, and how much he actually printed and publicized). Aside from Avedon and Penn, he’s one of the most fantastic photo’ers in my book.
Anyhow, today is Robert Frank’s 86th birthday and I do wish him a groovy day. Well played, Mr. Frank…well played.
Lisa Fonssagrives, first supermodel, wife of Irving Penn. What a classy babe.
Irving Penn
Mrs. Rhinelander Stewart,
New York
1948
This portrait resonates as one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen, portrayed by one of the greatest photographers to ever live. I’d say darn near perfection. I could only strive to be this elegant!
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