#eggelston

[salempie]

yeaggh....

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[secretphilosopherbanana]

This is one the images from eggelston collection that caught my eye. Showing three buildings, but two of them being the main focal point of the image, being the orange building, which has a “Coca-cola” machines, the ice machines and a painting of a african american person leaving some type of cell, and in the background, a blue auto shop building, with a “Coca-cola” sign, with a rusted broken down truck in front of building. Everything around this picture just works amazingly and tells a story of a time, with the paint chipping of the ice machine and rusty truck would be the prime example, but also out of date coke machines, showing the remains of the previous generations work.

[leewallick]

An unintended nod to #eggelston (Algiers, Louisiana circa 1972) on yesterday's walk #viszla #exmoorwalks (at Exmoor National Park)

[madehaste]

The only pictures I like are the ones I’ve taken.” In a way, somebody like Ansel Adams strikes me as the very antithesis of Eggleston, so I ask what he thinks of him. “We didn’t know each other,” he says, “but if we did, I’d tell him the same thing: ‘I hate your work.

Eggleston interviewed by Augusten Burroughs for the NY Times Magazine

[artornap]

E Eggleston Popular Artist 1920s 1940s Vintage Cover Girl Calendar Top Signed Brunette with Wavy Hair

[apsbtv]

BBC one - The Colourful Mr Eggleston

[s2z]

"The shadowless, white urban symmetries and the green arboreal chaos dissolve into the smooth grisaille of penultimate entropy. Nobody has a GPS. Clouds are everywhere and the shadows are minimal; the surfaces are raw. One imagines the townships of Soviet Siberia looking something like this, and colour is not required, nor at this moment in the South. Before the invasion of pictures, billboards and plastic, it is a colourless, low contrast world, populated by human beings with no common sense of direction, drifting they exude exhaustion, lostness, boredom and doom. They make Edward Hopper look like Norman Rockwell. They make Robert Frank look picturesque."

Dave Hickey, pg 8 William Eggelston Before Color, pub Steidlh 2010 Göttingen, Germany ISBN 978-3-86930-122-8