Photo scrapbook

John portrays Azusa in Yanaka.

Fabulous array, great color, great framing.

Derek Young posts a series of photographs his grandfather took of Kennedy’s funeral as broadcast on television:

My grandpa used his camera to capture what appears to be the funeral of JFK as it appeared on television from the comfort of his living room. To me, this is a particularly poignant way to see an event. [...]

The lighting and colors in this series by 野糞日和 makes the scenes look like they’re from a model train set. They’re outdoors but they look like they were taken indoors with color film balanced for sunlight. The only technical detail included with these pictures is “Nikon PC 35mm f/2.5;” the photographer was trying out a [...]

The figures in Paul Russell’s Cliffs, West Bay seem to be standing in front of a matte painting. The atmosphere gives clues to relative spatial depth, but the background here seems particularly flat, creating the illusion.

Look carefully at the unusual lines and slope of the street, up and away from the viewer, and the equally odd, ludic sideways drift of the figure in Alex Sologubenko’s June 2005 / 09 Zurich.

Julian Thomas reworks his impressions of places into ‘When memory…‘ Every act of remembering changes our memory. We take different images and reconstruct them into new wholes.

John points the way over to Square America.

I’m very interested in this concept: how photography allows people to make great art by accident. Whenever people show me their snapshots, I always pick out the ones that work the best photographically. These usually turn out do be the worst ones on the depictive level. For example, [...]

Salgado again finds this fragile, broken world in the Serra Pelada gold mine.

An awesome photograph of an iceberg by Sebastião Salgado is daunting and fearful.

I wasn’t familiar with Salgado before seeing this series, so I’m now exploring his earlier studies of migration.

Link from Photoethnography.

The texture of the keys in still playing by your waitress photos loose the photographic illusion of depth. They’re quite ironically like something from a Gerhard Richter painting.