I’m proud of myself. I asked, in spite of how timid I am, and they agreed. I shared a few minutes with those beautiful young strangers and it was invigorating. That subdued golden light shone on their faces and mostly silence passed between us, but there were also short exchanges about my camera, their skateboarding, our neighborhood. Now I keep thinking about Alec Soth and the idea of “the space between us.” It’s a wonderful feeling - refreshing - when the act of photographing matters to you far more than the result.
Madonna and Gogol Bordello - La Isla Bonita/Lela Pala Tute (live 2007)
I have conflicted feelings about Madge and I have yet to become properly acquainted with Gogol Bordello’s music, but I think this is wildly entertaining and sometimes that is enough.
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Stille Berge by Michael Schnabel (2003-2010)
The Alps photographed at night, with a large format camera and an average exposure of one hour. Incredible.
Soth posted this on his blog five months ago, but so what:
[…] On my top 10 list I listed Brad Zellar’s Christmas serial, The Envoy. Near the end of the story, the main character finds a photograph of his grandfather with a Post-It note that reads, “Joy really isn’t all that dangerous. Risk everything.”
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Ingrid Bergman in Höstsonaten (Autumn Sonata), Ingmar Bergman, 1978