Jail, Antarctica
Photo: Margareta Cortes
28 February 2008
27 February 2008
Istanbul barber shop
At my local Turkish lunch restaurant, there are about 20 photos hanging on the wall. They fascinate me, since they apparently are from around 1890 or so. I have no idea if they are tintypes, postcards or what. But they always get my attention, so I photographed one of them for you all to judge. Perhaps there are some experts out there who know more about these old photographs?/Ulf
invited guest: Ami Vitale (2)
I am honoured to present more pictures of our guest Ami Vitale; we presented her works few weeks ago, you will find them here>
Dembel Jumpora-Eyes-Adema Balde washes near her family's rice fields in the village of Dembel Jumpora located in the West African country of Guinea Bissua. She died as a teenager later that year after trying to escape an arranged marriage.
Alio Balde scrubs his body in front of the touffe, a place where bricks for the huts were originally made which had filled up with water. The end of the rainy season is the richest time of year when time to escape the daily chores is more readily available in the remote village of Dembel Jumpoa in the West African country of Guinea Bissau.
Dembel Jumpora-Dinner-Children eat the staple diet of rice from a communal bowl. During the end of the dry season, there is little to eat and many villagers will have only one meal of rice each day.
Boys play soccer underneath an enormous Bontang tree. Though the Fulani are a Muslim tribe, they also believe that this tree has a spirit. This mixture of animist beliefs and Islamic law creates a society which has a great respect for the land around them, the supernatural world and the laws of God.
more of Ami's works you will find on her web site.
all pictures ©Ami Vitale
/invited by Marcin Górski/
we will rock you
totem/polish metal band with a rocking lady on vocals. and it's my contribution to 'music' and 'hair' :)
26 February 2008
Ülmercott vs Kanon Mörk
This is the final test of the very rare Ülmercott Dr.t2 lens. You see the stairs leading down and a shady part of the wall in this picture taken with the good old ülmer. If I blow up the picture there will be some street art visible.
Ülmercott Dr.T2
Kanon 1Dr Mörk IVThese pictures show the difference between the ülmercott and the kanon mörk ( I shot excactly the same motif using Kanon 1Dr Mörk IV and zoomed the shady part of the wall). Interesting, isn't it?
/dr t
Hair - a mini project
Farmer cutting his brother's hair, near Caruthersville, Missouri.
Lee, Russell, 1903- photographer.
CREATED/PUBLISHED 1938 Aug.
Library of Congress, Prints & Photographs Division, FSA-OWI Collection, [reproduction number, LC-USF33-011600-M3 DLC]
Photo: Helena Nilsson
Time for a new mini project? Yees! This is a hairy one. We want pictures related to "hair"; long hair, pink hair, barber shop interiors, signs, hair brushes, hair styles, beards, hairy legs, people with no hair...well you name it. As always we rely on your imagination, dear reader of the F Blog.
Please send your contributions to the gruppo F inbox address or to any of the editors (Marcin, Ulf).
Just a reminder: the featured mini projects "Music" and "Kitchen" are still on. Don´t hesitate to send a picture on these subjects. The former mini projects "Street corners", "Café" and "Kiosks" are displayed as labels, and of course you are welcome to contribute with pictures on these subjects as well.
Three projects will be featured all of 2008: Face to face, Trees and DOCU-08. We hope to be able to make an online exhibition (or even a real life exhibition) with photos from these projects in the beginning of 2009.
So, stay tuned to F - the Hairy channel./ulf
Docu 08 - Independence in Kosova
Photographer: Łukasz Kuś
Place: Kosova
Time: 16 - 17 of February 2008
Pictures were taken during few days before and just after declaration of the independence of Kosovo by Łukasz Kus - polish documentary photographer. Until now the world is divided into recognition and protest. As in every conflict after inventing photography, pictures can show the real life. Only if they are shown to the people... /joanna/
25 February 2008
the ülmercott standard lens
This is of course the well known Ülmercott Dr.T4o lens. I just wanted to show you this, if you want to compare it to the picture taken with the rare Ülmercott Dr.T2 lens. What the picture is about? Hey, don´t try to get sophisticated with me! I am testing lenses!/ Dr.U
Lens test
I am testing the very rare Ülmercott DR.t2 lens. More pictures will come. I will also publish some huge enlargements of the dark parts of the picture just to show you how this quality lens manage to find details that nobody knew was there (and nobody cared about). Amazing stuff. So, stay tuned for more. /DR.u
24 February 2008
Invited guest: Robert Padilla
Part of progress has always been to forget about the past.As cities grew across America, roads were moved or re-routed, often displacing whole towns and economies. The demand for efficiency and a network of interstate highways has left a the broken bones of buildings and the craggy spines of two-lane highways behind the blurry traffic of billboards and cars.
Amid the weeds and trees, hidden in "dead-end" areas of America are places like, Glenrio. Positioned quietly on the border of Texas and New Mexico, this place whispers rather than yells. Lost to time and the world, the town's hotel signs creak in the winter breeze, sadly beckoning travelers who never venture into town. It's scant homes and cafes are littered with the items of life, abandoned suddenly, as if some spaceship abducted every man, woman and child and vanished into the ether.
The archeology of a mere 50 years seems fascinating, not because of its monetary value, but because it makes a statement about how quickly we move on and how disposable everything is. Our need for more never has mercy for what is or what was. We tar over and nail shut everything that we see fit to. We rarely have reverence for those things that do not glitter and shine with the brilliance of aluminum. The old brick and wood, the intricate and ornate architecture of a century ago, and the artistic uniqueness of something hand-built has given way to those bulldozers with too little time to bother.
As I travel across the West, I feel compelled to make as many stops along these forgotten places as possible. I'm inclined to document them, to somehow preserve even the smallest idea of what they were, before they disappear completely. I think of talking to my children who have not been born yet, and expressing something ineffable to them; a texture, a smell, or a feeling of nostalgia.A photograph hardly does justice to a place, but maybe that's all we'll have to describe our world in the future.
Leaning against a wooden post, I notice that termites are undermining the wood at the base of the building.
I've found these abandoned stationes somewhere in a site flooded by pictures (on which we all live now). I've felt in love with these immediately. So I wrote to the author and he asked me to write something in Polish for him and for Polish viewers of the Fblog.
Nie pozostaje mi zatem nic innego do zrobienia jak spelnic prosbe Roberta i pozdrowic wszystkich tych co rozumieja ten jezyk. Fblog dziekuje za przyjecie zaproszenia i mozliwosc publikacji tych wyjatkowych zdjec. /specjalnie bez polskich znakow,zeby Fblog to przezyl/
/invited by Joanna Kinowska/
22 February 2008
Face to Face (78)
I digged out some oldies. Picture taken in 2003, while first visit of Joanna in Gliwice...
from old series "Silesian songs"
talking 'bout masters...: Christian Boltanski
some time ago we've been talking about masters, about launching another project. since then we've nice and interesting projects and the masters went away. but it suddently came to me yesterday while being face-to-face with Mr Boltanski, who defenitely is one of my masters. i would like to know your teachers, masters and people who changed your way of looking & thinking. i wonder who are they?
Daily Print
photo: Jeanne Wells
Good Friday Sweden! Here is your own beautiful Djürgarden in a small liquid emulsion print as my Daily Print. For more info about my Daily Print adventures, click here.
And a special thanks to my two fabulous tour guides on the day this was taken.
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