This is Sarah.
This is Sarah.
After dropping my M6 horribly twice in one week (yes, I changed bags now so it won’t happen again), I had to send my gear to the Leica repair people in New Jersey.
That was three months ago. I’ve had gear repaired with them before and it took only a few weeks. I think I hit the summer vacation schedule for some of the technicians and I also wouldn’t be surprised if they had fewer hands working there in this economy.
My M6 and 35mm summicron arrived yesterday, CLA’d and sealed in plastic. I almost don’t want to open them up as they are so clean and pristine now. Almost.
Time to go hit the streets and get in people’s faces.
A local woman in Prague who understood that I was not interested in seeing castles and shopping, told me to go to Žižkov to see the baby tower. This was one of the final projects of the communist era, a massive radio tower meant to block Radio Free Europe and provide communications for the Warsaw Pact. The tower was resented by the locals as it destroyed the beautiful skyline of the western hills in Prague and was a megalomaniac eyesore. It was finished just as the wall fell and never went into operation to fulfill its original purpose.
In 2000, David Černý was commissioned for an installation and he created these large, faceless babies crawling on its surface. The local woman told me that when she was growing up, they believed the tower was over a radioactive spot and the neighborhood kids shunned the location because of the disturbing faceless mutant babies.
250,000 people, boiled peanuts, off-duty strippers, fathers begging daughters to show strange men their boobs to get a free shot of bourbon.
Welcome to the Talladega Infield Party.
Oh, and there was a race.
Shot with a Leica M6 TTL, 35mm summicron, Kodak Tri-x.
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Matt Umanov Guitars on Bleeker has nothing to offer for classical or flamenco players, but I still like to stop by and browse. This particular visit a customer had brought in a Dobro to sell. It was heavily corroded, had a beautiful green patina and a great Dobro voice.
As a street shooter, there are times when you are handed a gift, a situation where it’s fish in a barrel and you have been carrying a loaded shotgun all day. This image is from Shanghai on Fuzhou Road a few blocks away from The Bund. It was morning rush hour and my friend Robb had just crossed the street. The light was red so I just stood in the crosswalk and took my time composing and metering the shot because this great line up could not go anywhere.
If you click on the image to view the larger version, you can see the unhappy mugs in the center who were none too pleased to have me take their photo.
I lived a block away from the old Tower Records on Sunset Blvd where this was taken.
Sometimes the really LA part of LA would collected in some slow moving eddy away from the faster, cleaner currents, curdling and fermenting to the point where shit like this would emerge. It is not a great shot, but I’m still convinced that God made film for moments like these.
Maybe I do. Maybe I don’t.
But this guy did. And it was a long ride to the next station.
I love museums. Architecture for most means fixating on the outer form of a building. For me the quality of the interior space defined by this form is paramount.
These spaces can be such quiet mazes, winding through somber, reflective rooms.
Walking the streets in New York, you see a lot of cameras: iPhones, point and shoots, prosumer Nikons and Canons. I saw a Rollei in the Flatiron on Wednesday and last weekend in Harlem, I saw a girl with a Contax 645 on the street.
The best sighting so far has to be Louis and his workhorse Graflex Speed Graphic. This was taken outside of the Strand on Broadway where you can find him on some weekends. Go talk to him, admire his beast and get your photo taken.