A smaller splash.
a very humble tribute to Mr Hockney.
The camera is an instrument that teaches people how to see without a camera / Dorothea Lange

Exteriors
Aleksandra is selling tango shoes from Argentina in her shop in Warsaw
by Tomek Adamowicz /previously in Fblog/
There are things that are not that easy to explain.
Like Springsteen.
I normally don't like him very much.
I think he has become an american Lill-Babs.
He has become to popular, to mainstream, to kind for my taste.
But yet, when I listen to Rosalita from -73.
Then I forgot about those things.
Damn.
'Windows are for cheaters, chimneys for the poor
Closets are for hangers, winners use the door
So use it Rosie, that's what it's there for'
Has anyone said it better than that?
Ever?
Anyone who comes across Gliwice in April, please be welcome to visit the exhibition I'm opening tomorrow.
Identity Proofs – scene 2
Aneta Grzeszykowska / Joachim Schmid
Identity Proofs is a photographic exposition presenting works of artists dealing with the issue of identity. Four artists were invited to present individual projects at the Art ReadingRoom – new space created next to the Museum in Gliwice. In the first edition, which took place in March, we had a chance to see the works of Dita Pepe and Jerzy Lewczyński.
For the second edition, which will start on April 8th, we invited a young Polish photographer, Aneta Grzeszykowska, and German artist-sociologist, Joachim Schmid.
The April exposition is supposed to focus the visitors’ attention on the problem of identity perceived through our ‘visual quality’, our personal appearance. Presented will be a series of illusional portraits of non-existent people by Aneta Grzeszykowska. Through digital manipulation of the image, the artist creates fake persons who are very convincing in their detailed appearance. This cycle will be juxtaposed with the work of Joachim Schmid’s, in which, as in most of his creation, he uses found photographs. Old, torn apart studio portraits – probably made for IDs’ – are organized in the way that produces new, double portraits. Combined features of two different people create a disturbing image of some new, unknown identity. Confronting the works of Schmid and Grzeszykowska should arise doubts and destroy our confidence in what and whom we actually see.

how not to make a photograph? hey, watch your back!
http://fotoartaddict.blogspot.com when you enter gallery or a museum with a camera, i'll be after you.
meet Tadeusz and his father /reading 'baby blues', awesome comic, kind of survival guide for young parents/






Chris Zedano: STAPLE STREET
It's a bit cliché, I suppose, to talk about New York City's "characters," but arriving here from South America years ago, I couldn't help but be struck by them -- and drawn to them, performers in particular.
I was also, of course, seduced by the city's landscape, especially a small, quiet, sliver in the heart of TriBeCa called Staple Street, which I came across quite by chance one day. 
There’s something about Staple Street that I can’t explain with words. Maybe it’s the narrowness of the street, which makes me feel protected, cut off from the rest of the city; or maybe it’s the arched bridge between the buildings, a sort of monument to urban connection; or maybe it’s the dilapidated sidewalk that always seems on the verge of repair but never quite makes it, a little like some of the performers I met.
The street still has a grimy, industrial, and to me, romantic feel to it despite its proximity to the trendy, high-end real estate that has spread throughout lower Manhattan like an oil slick. The people I met and photographed have maintained a similar integrity, and thus for me, provided a similar romance.
I met artists and eccentrics of all stripes -- dancers, jugglers, actors, magicians, body painters, mimes, card sharks, singers, clowns. They were vibrant, defiant, shy, sad, sly, witty, odd, exuberant, angry, giving -- a perfect representation of the city itself, and of this tiny street that dates back to at least the early 19th century.
In the last few years we've seen many manipulations on photography that have appeard in the main newspapers in the world, in contests, in exhibitions, albums, etc... it is though the story of political propaganda in past. But now it's even more "common", because it's so much easier to manipulate - just few clicks in the computer.
This year in the World Press Photo Contest was revealed the manipulation. Stepan Rudik, the winner of the third prize in essay in Sport category was disqualified for removing a little object from one of the photos awarded.
Michiel Munneke, managing director of World Press Photo said: "After careful consideration, we found it imperative to disqualify the photographer from the contest. The principle of World Press Photo is to promote high standards in photojournalism. Therefore, we must maintain the integrity of our organization even when the outcome is regrettable."
More official info here.
Whole story with an interesting discussion and original picture: here.
Stepan Rudik, from the series "Antisport"

Stepan Rudik, from the series "Antisport"
invited by joanna