Winter is coming.
Winter is coming.
The pair, who are believed to be from the Los Angeles area, began taking pictures with their cellphones after spotting the transients holding signs with obscenities on them while asking for money, according to sources familiar with the case who asked not to be identified because the investigation is ongoing. The man and woman were simultaneously attacked by the three men, who were not immediately identified.Woman taking pictures of men begging in Hollywood is stabbed, killed - latimes.com
Trevor Paglen, They Watch the Moon, C-print, 36 x 48 inches, 2010
This photograph depicts a classified “listening station”deep in the forests of West Virginia. The station is located at the center of the “National Radio Quiet Zone,” a region of approximately 34,000 square kilometres in West Virginia and parts of Maryland. Within the Quiet Zone, radio transmissions are severely restricted: omnidirectional and high-powered transmissions (such as wireless internet devices and FM radio stations) are not permitted. The listening station, which forms part of the global ECHELON system, was designed in part to take advantage of a phenomenon called “moonbounce.” Moonbounce involves capturing communications and telemetry signals from around the world as they escape into space, hit the moon, and are reflected back towards Earth. The photograph is a long exposure under the full moon light. (via Trevor Paglen :::: WORK :: THEYWATCHTHEMOON)
Beautiful, isn’t it? No, do not try to understand it unless the words “eigenvector centrality” mean anything to you. But you try anyway. The world flashes and you wake up in the back of a patrol car moving through McLean, VA. Now you’re in a jail cell as a police officer explained just what happened. As it turns out, you ended up looking at complex network graphs of the Web and the Internet. Your head started to spin as the true nature of the interface that you use to go to 4Chan became brutally apparent. And then?
Your puny human brain simply couldn’t process the immense, atemporal, multilayered, and both corporeal and noncorporeal complex network known as cyberspace, so you invented a fantasy that cyberspace is a separate world that you can fight wars in with 20th century strategic bombing metaphors. You lost your mind and ended up physically assaulting an elderly Marine that just happened to be eating lunch at the Tyson’s Corner food court, yelling “EBO will never die!”
Winogrand’s late work was a failure. Not only that, it was a failure so grand and ambitious, so vast in its scope and comprehensive in its extent, that it immediately turned into a cautionary tale. What could better embody the seductive ease and terrible difficulty of photography than those three hundred thousand aimless, shambolic pictures? They’re a fiasco, a warning and a monument, the medium’s Gallipoli and its Xanadu. They combine everything I like in art: obsession, risk, ambition, disaster. Failure can be more interesting than success – and more revealing. I want to know what happened to Winogrand in those final years. What did he think he was doing? Did his talent desert him, or did he stop trusting it? Was he looking for something else entirely, something beyond art or reason? Or is there something peculiar about photography, particularly the kind of photography that makes its practitioners prone to obsession and repetition?Shutter Madness - The Awl | The Awl
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