“I have always been unsatisfied with life as most people live it. Always I want to live more intensely and richly. Why muck and conceal one’s true longings and loves, when by speaking of them one might find someone to understand them, and by acting on them one might discover oneself”
—Everett Ruess - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
May 2009
“And what happened to Everett Ruess’s gear and notebook, and the bulky box camera that was being carried by one of his burros? Much is still unknown.”
—A Mystery of the West Is Solved - NYTimes.com
“Everett Ruess in many ways defined the template. A poet, painter and confidant to a leathery set of Western artists in the 1930s, including Dorothea Lange and Ansel Adams, the 20-year-old Mr. Ruess rode off into the desert of the Southwest in 1934 with two burros and a notebook full of dreams, never to be seen again. Over the next 75 years, the West became tamer, but Mr. Ruess and his legend did not, and the lingering mystery of his disappearance only added to the romantic aura of the time and fueled the periodic search for evidence of his fate.”
—A Mystery of the West Is Solved - NYTimes.com
April 2009
THE LIMITS OF CONTROL Review →
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It’s hard to know how to go about using words to do justice to Jim Jarmusch’s The Limits of Control, a film seemingly designed to reveal the folly of associating language with meaning, so…
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the thing is someone is going to do it. a group of ambitious, talented, forward thinking photographers, writers, musicians, filmmakers and creative marketing people are going to crack the cooperation puzzle and build a new dynamic media company that’s solely owned by the artists. they’ll figure out how to cut out the publishers, editors and studios. and they’ll have a business model that can at least keep the endeavor afloat until they gain some sort of critical mass.
all the tools are available to do this right now. it’ll just take the right combination of people who are dedicated to being organized and willing to give up a bit of individual gain for the collective idea…
” —Flickr: Discussing Why was this picture accepted? in Your photo isn’t really that great
“The Cult of Done Manifesto
1.There are three states of being. Not knowing, action and completion.
2.Accept that everything is a draft. It helps to get it done.
3.There is no editing stage.
4.Pretending you know what you’re doing is almost the same as knowing what you are doing, so just accept that you know what you’re doing even if you don’t and do it.
5.Banish procrastination. If you wait more than a week to get an idea done, abandon it.
6.The point of being done is not to finish but to get other things done.
7.Once you’re done you can throw it away.
8.Laugh at perfection. It’s boring and keeps you from being done.
9.People without dirty hands are wrong. Doing something makes you right.
10.Failure counts as done. So do mistakes.
11.Destruction is a variant of done.
12.If you have an idea and publish it on the internet, that counts as a ghost of done.
13.Done is the engine of more.” —Flickr: Discussing All night bullshit session in Your photo isn’t really that great
1.There are three states of being. Not knowing, action and completion.
2.Accept that everything is a draft. It helps to get it done.
3.There is no editing stage.
4.Pretending you know what you’re doing is almost the same as knowing what you are doing, so just accept that you know what you’re doing even if you don’t and do it.
5.Banish procrastination. If you wait more than a week to get an idea done, abandon it.
6.The point of being done is not to finish but to get other things done.
7.Once you’re done you can throw it away.
8.Laugh at perfection. It’s boring and keeps you from being done.
9.People without dirty hands are wrong. Doing something makes you right.
10.Failure counts as done. So do mistakes.
11.Destruction is a variant of done.
12.If you have an idea and publish it on the internet, that counts as a ghost of done.
13.Done is the engine of more.” —Flickr: Discussing All night bullshit session in Your photo isn’t really that great
“Street photography is the ultimate cop-out. It’s for people who are too lazy to engage with the real world, for people who are scared of the intimacy of meaningful photography so seek out the sequential one-one-hundred-and-twenty-fifth-second-stand of the street, for people who just want to hang around on street corners snapping strangers, smoking fags and drinking coffee with fond imaginings that they will be the next Cartier-Bresson/Winogrand/Parke.”
—Colin Pantall’s blog: How not to Photograph: Street Credibility
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“My apartment is infested with koala bears. It’s the cutest infestation ever. Way better than cockroaches. When I turn on the light, a bunch of koala bears scatter, but I don’t want them too. I’m like, “Hey… Hold on fellows… Let me hold one of you, and feed you a leaf.” Koala bears are so cute, why do they have to be so far away from me. We need to ship a few over, so I can hold one, and pat it on its head.
-” — Mitch Hedberg
-” — Mitch Hedberg
