Showing posts with label arty shite. Show all posts
Showing posts with label arty shite. Show all posts

30.11.10

Mamika!

Gah. Epic + Adorable:

A few years ago, French photographer Sacha Goldberger found his 91-year-old Hungarian grandmother Frederika feeling lonely and depressed. To cheer her up, he suggested that they shoot a series of outrageous photographs in unusual costumes, poses, and locations. Grandma reluctantly agreed, but once they got rolling, she couldn't stop smiling.
- My Modern Met












See more of Sacha Goldberger + Mamika here.

29.5.10

Photo-Ho

In lieu of my impending state of unemployment, I have decided to take up a hobby. My long absence from my usual haunt of East LDN dictates that I have missed being surrounded by the fantastically fashionable douche-baggery of the Shoreditch crowd. Therefore to inject a little bit of home into my surroundings I have decided to get into the 3rd most pretentious field ever - just below "Art" and "Film": Photography.

... Actually to be brutally honest, all three are probably interchangeable on the scale of wankishness, this was just the easiest considering I don't have the patience for the other two :x

And so I have sent out my orders for these two babies:



Ultra Wide & Slim

Golden Half 

Both are by Superheadz, a Japanese toy camera company who are making the most adorable point and shooters on the block. I'm actually pretty impatient to get my hands on these, the photos that come out of these two are actually a little bit ace really, as can be seen at the Ultra Wide & Slim Flickr Group and Golden Half Flickr Group

More importantly;

Retro photos + Kitsch look + Made in Japan
= Suitably Pretentious Hobby Extraordinaire 


I am satisfied 

17.9.09

I am shamelessly in love with Terry Richardson.


 



I'm not usually a fan of shock art. More often than not I find it ridiculously pretentious; a form typically showcased by geek-chic hipsters or the latest l'enfant terrible wannabe. One look at Richardson (pictured above with Obama) and you'd be forgiven in writing him off as just another famous douche. My advice to you? Don't.

Here's why:


 




 



Personally, I find his work mesmerizing. His photographs have a particularly striking quality, akin to those by August Sander ...








... and Ugo Mulas:





In all these cases something inexplicable captures my fascination. Maybe it's the simplicity of their form. Maybe it's their inherently exhibitionistic nature. For me, the fact that their appeal cannot be constrained to some meaning or explanation is what enables them to be so striking. So kudos to you Terry Richardson. I look forward to seeing what else you deliver.


[see more of his work here]

After reassessing the situation I have decided that what was previously written = utter bollocks. Let's face it. Anybody who knows me knows that I'm a massive voyeur; Richardson's complete objectification of his subjects simply appeals to that side of me. And really now. Who in their right mind could resist Gay!Batman and Robin?  Win of epic proportions.