+ all of the above

Seen in Greenpoint, via you’re english is suck.

From now on, all debates will be conducted in the following format, no exceptions.

When I find a piece that I really enjoy, the first thought that usually comes to me is “I wish I’d done that.” I also think that the reason I love photography so much is that it is so successful at presenting a reality to us, whether constructed or observed. Which is why I enjoy this photograph, because it does that so well.
via I Have No Idea

via gin and platonic

Click here to see a few more photos from the exhibition I was involved in back in August, “Face First.”

A lot can happen in a couple of weeks, and I’ve got the photos to prove it. I’ll be posting a few select ones here but I’ll be uploading them all over at my new flickr account: Man Killed (thanks go to Owen for the name, I hope you don’t mind but I heard you weren’t using it anymore…).

So I’m going from A to B and back again with a fair amount of detouring along the way. I’ll have lots of lovely pics when I return (I promise), but I doubt I’ll be posting anything until I get back.

This is a real tv ad from almost 20 years ago which ran in the Chicago area. Thanks to Dana for the tip, and for helping me decide on an egg sandwich for lunch…
UPDATE: A sequel, ‘Eaglewoman’

Some (not quite) nerd rap, hailing from way back when in ’97.

This is other-worldly. Absolutely stunning. It makes me wonder what kind of myths and legends these people have to tell.
via Ruguru

I find Nathan Baker’s series titled “Rupture” to be absolutely incredible and shocking, of which the below photograph “Ice Cream” is a part. It is similar in a sense to Gregory Crewdson’s much celebrated unease and sense of narrative, however in “Ice Cream” the main character is absent from the photograph and thus I find it ultimately more disturbing. He plays with the focus as well, isolating the scene subtly and directing the gaze and this is important because it encourages us into recognising an element of narrative. I wonder if others feel as strongly about this as I do, but this image of a home in decay hits me quite directly. To me this represents something like a household disaster has or that (perhaps worse) no-one cares enough to attend to the mess. The home is in disarray.