Posts tagged Small Old
For the “FUCKING” record…!
Yesterday afternoon, a friend of mine, casually mentioned, “olivier, I have been reading your blog, and you sound kinda angry, eventhough you are not “. OKAY, I’ve heard that one before, but usually without the “eventhough you’re not “; so for the FUCKING record, “I am NOT fucking ANGRY”, JESUS fucking CRIKEY !!! , do [...]
Self Righting is an admirable quality, don’t you think?
The Photo Editor continues his daily postings and it seems I can’t just ignore him, dammit:
He writes:
“I’ve never met anyone as loyal as Martin Schoeller (here). To the subject, his team of people, the client, his agent, his style, his goals, the print… everything. It’s more than just being a nice guy and delivering consistently [...]
Chuck Close is my kind of bitch.
I have always loved chuck close’s work and I think he is one of the least recognized and influential of all the very best contemporary artists. Nevertheless, here is another reason to appreciate his work further still, I could not agree more with the quote below:
“Photography is the easiest medium in which to [...]
Happy Halloween, à la Jurgen/Teller/Richardson.
Couldn’t quite get the dong in there, as I had to do this myself. Next time, I’ll use a wide angle and get it all in there. Tomorrow, I’ll tell a funny story about Halloween, Fins, Helsinki, vomit, urine, windsheer, minus 35 degrees and long haired dirty hippies. So please drink responsibly.
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Please visit and hep if you can. Lets do something nice, for once. And think of it this way, it’s a tax deduction.
” Aie Caramba! — Art world erupts as Iceland bedlam bitch slaps Jeff Wall”.
Yesterday, I made my way to the San Francisco MOMA to see the Jeff Wall’s retrospectiva. Despite there being beautiful sunshine, I chose to go downtown and see what all the fuss-zzz-is about. I tend to go and see art when the sun’s a shina; it’s makes for better vibes when stepping back out if [...]
You ain’t no Condi, part deux…
To complement the post below as well as announce my intentions of personally redesigning my site, I had just wanted to add a few comments to the post below, to further refine my thoughts.
When I tuned in to “A Photo Editor” this morning I was getting a haircut. Knowing full well that the potential [...]
You ain’t no Condoleezza Rice….
Overseen in San Francisco: On Castro and Market, a homeless man pulled out his member in front of “Pottery Barn” and tried spraying the crowd with a perfectly formed jet of urine. All the while screaming: “You ain’t no Condoleezza Rice, motherfuckin’ bitch…!“. This gives new meaning to Colin Powel’s famously adage to W: “You [...]
If an erection lasting more than four hours persists….
Nice article in the October 8th issue of the New York Observer. I think we could replace the words “Ad Biz” with any number of other creative businesses and there you have it. Can I lick your middle ground, please? Yawnnnnn….: “Insert priapus here*”
“There aren’t enough personalities in the business anymore,” said adman Richard Kirshenbaum, [...]
Another one bites it…
Robyn Color, in San Francisco, will be closing their doors at the end of October. As far as I was concerned they provided an invaluable service to photographers with their museum quality on demand Digital C41 prints, for a price which made you feel like you were not being fleeced. If you have 300Ks to [...]
El señor Martin…
I am going to quickly take advantage of this unique opportunity. Timothy has me on his blog and I know I’m gonna get some hits so I figured I’d say something nasty about Martin Parr, quick!
Martin Parr was first brought to my attention after I did a story on “Windows of the World”, back in [...]
Mixed Greens.
This essay was written and is being used by permission. Father Ignacio Kotsakis, pictured above (not a pseudonym), is the author of the treatise you are about to read–:
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“I am a cold war baby and for what it’s worth the Soviet Union used to be an altogether appropriate and useful reflection of our collective [...]
Anonymous….
It seems that, as of late, many bloggers have decided to do so anonymously. This prompted me to think about anonymity as the act of expressing ones thoughts and ideas without revealing ones identity seems rather cowardly. At the end of the day, there are very few reasons for anonymity, unless your life or [...]
“On a bag of frozen peas”.
I had originally posted this poem last June about my friend Steve, who I assure you, is nothing but an entirely fictionally character and in no way bares any resemblance to himself or anyone else. I had appropriate his name and relative likeness to allow me to post the original poem below, which had [...]
Forty three (.Y.)…!
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Today is my forty third birthday. Since I am taking the day off, I figured I’d just lay around and enjoy what turned out to be a warm and sunny October day. Bright and early, my mother called to wish me well, second only to Adrienne, how sweet it be? *
Anyhow…. later today, between 10 [...]
“Ken, Alec, with this ring, I wed thee”….
One fantastic advantage of keeping a blog which nobody reads, is that freedom of expression, is just another word for nothing left to fear. Having said that, this fantastic voyage would not feel complete if I did not stick one in the ribs and shoot me in both feet while I am at it ; [...]
Piriformis Syndrome.
In this entry, I am actually going to try to be both serious and informative. Hard to believe….but here it is:
In the past couple of years I have been in a hell of a lot of pain from what has recently been diagnosed as Piriformis Syndrome. If it sounds radioactive, it is. Not in [...]
“Skakespians”.
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As promised, I will now attempt to dissect the killer formula behind these starlets’ photographic replicas. The power, the éminence grise, behind these two pixies, I so generously posted in today’s and last Tuesday’s entries. BTW, I have no idea who Josie Maran is, but I am familiar with Jessica Alba and of the ongoing [...]
Ring Toons……………………………………………………………….
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A quick note please: To experience this entry, as it was meant to be, it would be best to click the MP3 above. A pop up will appear, which you will need to forcibly shove aside, so as not to obscure your reading pleasure. Until such a time as I can figure out how to [...]
Future Salamis of America.
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Two things for Friday Sept Sixth:
Thing One: I just took a nap for no other reason that I had to drive to Berkeley to deliver some promos for bulk mailing. After that, I went for a walk through UC, the university. Like an old man on his afternoon walk, my hands behind my [...]
Saturday Night Lite.
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I had forgotten how much fun it is to shoot what’s on broadcast TV. In the seventies and the early eighties, a lot of photographers built their entire careers on taking pictures of what was on the telly. The resulting images are somewhat gimmicky and never that interesting, but undeniably fun and entertaining. At the [...]
Vendicti piriformis doloris….
Andreas Gursky and Massimo Vitali (pictured above). Can’t I just say that I like Massimo Vitali but don’t care much about Gursky? Many happy returns to Mr.Gursky, but still, have I suddenly become French, or something? Do I not like him because he comes from a people who rapes our women and drinks [...]
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