Social-eyes with Dark Eyes Vodka, Jan Saudek, 1969.
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Social-eyes with Dark Eyes Vodka, Jan Saudek, 1969.
Emil Cieślar, Andrzej Wroblewski, Olgierd Rutkowski and Stanislaw Siemek, Analogue machine AKAT-1, 1959
Images of Kobane in northern Syria and the Kurdish resistance defending the city
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Today’s Program: Jackson Pollock, “Lavender Mist, 1950”, 1973
Ilene Segalove
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LA COMTESSE DE FLEURY, 1952
Otto Steinert
Otto Steinert, Carnival d’enfants, 1921
Santiago Mostyn
Leslie Caron, 1954, photo by Serge Lido
Drive-In Saturday
This was the final Supercar Saturday of the season. My sons and I drive to Chicago to look at the cars and to pick out the ones we’ll all eventually drive. I’ve seen almost all of the cars before, and I appreciate them all. But I’m always puzzling over how to shoot them without just firing off photos of each one. I watch the other photographers shoot everything and I wonder, who wants to look at photos of cars just sitting there? I love the cars, but I don’t just want photos of them. I want photos about them.
This time I just shot the interiors. I looked at them as landscapes (vertical, of course). There was bright hot sun outside, but the light was soft inside the cars. I skipped the exotic, modern cars in favor of the old American cars. The interiors had a simple utility to them, and I remember sleeping comfortably in them as child as my father drove.