09 November 2006

08 November 2006

Spot the difference

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Odenplan, Sthlm

photo: abeku
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I'm really fond of this moody, snowy, weather and the scenes it creates. Some good boots are necessary though...

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Random quotes

“There are two types of people who will tell you that you cannot make
a difference in this world: Those who are afraid to try themselves,
and those who are afraid that you will succeed.”

- Ray Goforth

pedazos


"Déjame olvidar hoy esta dicha, que es más ancha que el mar,
porque el hombre es más ancho que el mar y que sus islas,
y hay que caer en él como en un pozo para salir del fondo
con un ramo de agua secreta y de verdades sumergidas."

So far Neruda (from The heights of Macchu Picchu)
Sorry, I have lost my English translation of the poem.

I went back to Pablos site and found pedazos "pieces".
In a way these torn pictures remind me of what Neruda
speaks about - the great mystery of Man.
invited by ulf fågelhammar






Visit Pablo at his site to see more.

Thorn Skies

Without Hope, Praying to God.

It's been a long, cold winter


This photo is made as a photopolymer gravure. I made it last spring during a workshop with the excellent Peter Ragnarsson (www.intermezzo.nu). It's named after some lyrics frome the Swedish band kent, originally in swedish as "Det har varit en lång kall vinter".

I guess we're in for a long and cold one once more. Duck and cover.

(So why did I post this you wonder? Well, it was the closest thing I had to an alien)

06 November 2006

Let me be the one who brings you back to the light - Stockholm




Invited Photographer: Ken Richardson


Ken's vision has always fascinated me. It's regular and irregular, silent and singing, totally nuts and incredibly sane all at once. I asked him to share some of his new work with us, along with a few words about what he does. This all comes to us from somewhere in Texas.





My images carry no agenda, there are no hidden meanings per se but they are part of what makes me whole, or broken, as the case may be. It is rare that I photograph with a preconceived idea or intent. Things usually just occur as a natural course of evolution. I know that what I do choose to photograph carries a signature to my soul. The things I see and the things that motivate me to shoot resonate somewhere within my psyche, like a momentary flashback of a dream I can’t quite remember in totality. Segmented thought patterns, not knowing the beginning or ending, my vision stuck somewhere in between. As a course of progression, I am motivated first to impressions that I perceive with my eye and mind and in many cases subject almost plays a secondary role.





While I am certainly well versed and adept with the technical issues of film based photography, I in no way consider myself a technical purist nor is it my goal to achieve perfection to the point of sterility. Some of my favorite images carry the imprint of textbook defined technical miscues either through accident or intent. I like things with a bit of quirkiness and as a self-taught photographer adhere to no rigid regime of what “good photography “ is or isn’t. In general, if the final print says something, and the technical issues of tones and contrast have been executed to my satisfaction, then I am content both with my work and the work of others.




. . . . For me part of the enjoyment of photography is working with my eye, hands, and mind to produce the final print. There is nothing for me that compares with the gratification and sheer awe that occurs as a print comes up in the developer. In short, it’s pure magic. . . .




It is my hope that my images capture a sense of time, place, and most importantly sparks some memory or emotive response for the viewer. To that end I continue to learn, attempt to see, experiment, and listen to my soul.





Thank you so much, Ken, for sharing a bit of yourself with us.
more of Ken's work can be seen here. Invited by Jeanne Wells.

going south...

Autumns.
It kind of gets on my nerves sometimes.
All that leaving, or being left behind.
Just to endure...or follow.


05 November 2006

On the run

Photo: Mats Äleklint

butterfly house

photo: Jeanne Wells

This may be where the butterfly man lives . . .

Butterfly-man



photo: Markus Andersson

Concret and reflective

In the dark special friend, number one friend!


Abdominal Pleasures (American Homes)

photo: abeku
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This photographs was taken when I was visiting my brother in St. Paul, Minnesota. We were just about to clean his apartment and hand in the keys, so the the flat was a bit messy. Before it was too tidy, I thought I better take a photo or two of the interior. Today, I'm quite pleased I did.
Darn, I miss the pleasant Twin Cities!

Formula F

Not even two months have passed since it was set up and The F Blog is already becoming an addiction to many people. It´s a place where you will find good photography around the clock, invited guests like Gerry Johansson, Diego Levy, Michael Kenna, Joy Goldkind, Alec Soth, Joanna Kinowska and many other top photograhers.

The F people also invites completely unknown, but equally talented
photographers from around the planet. This blog is absolutely unpredictable. There is no editor, there are seventeen of them! To me they are like a bunch of 21st century Dadaists, without being aware of it. And certainly not recognizing it.

By the way; the letter F originally probably represented either a "hook" or a "club". In photography, f denotes the focal length or the f-number.
- Nenne Gulden

Wildflower Seeds in Fading Ashes


time vehicle



F blog changes sometimes into vehicle travelling in time.  It's wonderful to have a chance of taking a look on life that has already passed. But sometimes willing to have travel in time, instead of watching old pictures, we can take a walk on neighbouring streets...

Guest: Kita McIntosh


It is hard to write an introduction to Kita…
Her style is so full of idéas, life and perhaps most of all joy over life…

But Picasso once called Dalí "an outboard motor that´s always running." I think that is a quote that's accurate for Kita too...

In her own words:

Well...Chris said I can say anything, even wax lyrical about my knitting techniques...indeed ..actually...knitting can be very creative.

What I did was, I knitted Antony, my hermaphrodite doll. (after my fave singer) . Antony has a bag across his shoulder (as the real Antony always wears). Content: a pair of tits, a knitted dick and a knitted fanny. I just wanted to give Antony the..choice... Life is about choices isnt it? Well it should be. AH but wait for it! The thing is, I created Antony so that then I could shoot him, you see. With my cameras that is. And THAT is the connection with photography, as this is a photo place, after all. See? There was a logic..

I also knitted Ariosto and took shots of him posing among a herd of cows. As Chris says, bovines are extremely photogenic, especially if there is an Ariosto among them. Ariosto is striped, 2 ply wool, in case you are interested. Needles size 3 and a half, if I recall correctly.





















I once hang a fork from a washing line and called it "the suicidal fork".


That,s me really, in a hazelnut shell (a walnut would be too pompous). Art? Dont know nothing about art. I am a doodler...take a piece of paper, a pencil and shut my eyes, and let my 3 cells guide my hand....it works! For me anyway....


Ps..or was it 4 ply wool?

Ps2: born in Italy. Ancient (53). Living in paradise (Highlands of Scotland). Hobbies: knitting....




You can find more of Kita here. Invited by Christofer Grandin.