i guess i should be writing (poetry) instead

my beloved angela beallor using my (also) beloved 4x5 in 2007. she is photographed with a cell phone in front of her former home in queens.

i blog of her this day of days because she has a show up at the border street cultural center in east boston that will be closing this saturday may 30th. to commemorate this event she's hosting a reading - of which i am one of the participants. check the details here

(formerly titled)

i hate the title i gave to this 2008 picture. so i'm not going to include it. it may have had something to do with being afraid of spiders - maybe.

photographs of photographs

Stephen Shore's Beverly Boulevard and La Brea Avenue page 151, 2007

from an ongoing series of photographs of decaying book pages & the images that inhabit them. this project has taken a different direction in the last year, but i intend to return to these moldy texts again at some point soon. also: i hope these can read as the respectful homage which engendered them & not (only) the oedipal gesture i realize they are.

the familiar & the foreign, all together all at once.

this is an image of my old intersection in bed stuy. i walked passed it the other week, someone is building (yet) another condo on the block nxt to the pretty old building i often wished i lived in. well it's all the shame to me.

photography & new york. i'm attempting to sew together a theory of their relationship. let's take some notes, shall we?

i move past hundreds if not thousands of cameras a day - those seen & those hidden. the city as a landscape. the city as a spectacle. the city as the internet. the city as all the photographs of the city while still in the city. the city as a bar. the ongoing event, the ongoing missed moment. the ongoing shutter snap. billboards. public art. comodifiable art. the fashion world. the blog scene. the city as the offices & spaces not seen. the romance of poverty. jacob riis. diane arbus. the city as the ultimate climate for the other. exoticising just about anything except the middle class & midtown (after hours). new jersey? the light in the subways, the shadows of the buildings. the views: from brooklyn, from the bridges, from nj, from skyscrapers, from yr bedroom window. the familiar & the foreign all together all at once...

more importantly: the psychic space of the color darkroom on a slow day.

portrait of the artist (at work)

this photo was taken by one ms. brina thurston at some point in the last year. the bowl i am eating out of is probably worth more than both of our salaries combined. now isn't that just neat!?

duly noted

providence rhode island 2006

wayne train station tunnel, wayne pa

w. philly april 2k9

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revisions, restorations & rebeginings

so let's face it: i make photographs & this blog has remained dormant for over a year. so let's revise the mission: not just sporadic thoughts about photography, but why not include some photographs as well? that's what the people want, isn't it? another pretty facade to click? i thought so. shukran.