I’ve been meaning to post about Adam Voorhes since I came across his fantastic Exploded series.
Everyday objects, uniquely deconstructed, suspended in time and space…
Check out the rest of his work here.
I’ve been meaning to post about Adam Voorhes since I came across his fantastic Exploded series.
Everyday objects, uniquely deconstructed, suspended in time and space…
Check out the rest of his work here.
The Hand Collector began in 2005, and has since collected many drawings, photographs and art pieces involving the human hand. The creator of the collection draws attention to the hand, not simply as a vehicle for creating art, but as an intriguing artistic subject.
I’ve always found the hand to be a fascinating subject. Hands tell incredible stories.
I haven’t included them here, but there are many wonderful doodles on palms as well.
See the galleries here.
A few years ago I vowed to have an fantastic 11/11/11 celebration. I saved a piece of paper with a stunning display at the now defunct Tavern on the Green in NYC, because it seemed the ideal place to host such a thing.
I could get lost in those photos. Something about them is absolutely magical, like stepping into another world.
But since Ronnie informed me that 12/31/09 was Tavern on the Green’s final night, I will have to find a new location. The other day I came across this photo which made me feel a bit better about the challenge. I would actually love to replicate a scene like this in my back yard, and I think it’s entirely possible.
11/11/11 is saved! Or at least now carries with it a new possibility.
Here’s a little grab bag of random things I came across…
Were people really this glowing and happy decades ago?

If you haven’t made a habit of browsing vintage holiday ads the way I have, you might be surprised at the proliferation of firearms.
Ah yes, peace and goodwill toward mankind…isn’t this the true embodiment of the season?

This is my favorite; the basis of yearly holiday photos this time around (no, that’s not my real hair).

Bet you didn’t know orange was a Christmas color. Love the TWO sets of quotation marks, too.

Now this is a gift I would have wanted:

And here’s a gift for the ladies that hovers somewhere between a daisy and a medieval torture device:

Love this shirt from Kawaii Not:

HAPPY HOLIDAYS, EVERYONE!
Many of us are wrapped up in holiday shopping this time of year, so I thought it would be a good time to post some Brian Ulrich photographs.
Feel the florescent glow…beckoning…

Ulrich has a series of photos depicting the remains of crumbled monuments to consumerism.
It’s interesting to see these one pristine structures at the mercy of abandonment and decay.
Some have not yet rotted, but possess an unnerving sterility when empty.
Wired recently had a sleep photo contest, followed by a selection of editor favorites that didn’t make the cut. My favorites are actually among the second set.
I could have sworn I posted these last year, but it doesn’t look like it. The one (and only) redeeming quality of parades, in my opinion, is the collection of bizarre, surreal and kitschy props.
Here’s a collection of Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade Floats from the 1920’s and 1930’s.
I don’t have much information about Belgian photographer Raoul Ubac, but I was just looking at a few of his pieces that I saved.
I would like to find more surreal photography created before the advent of digital editing software. Suggestions?
I can’t find too much information about Jim Kazanjian, but he produces some breathtaking black and white photography.
These scenes are surreal, apocalyptic, yet somehow mysteriously beautiful.
Impossible landscapes…tranquility in the midst of nightmares (and vice versa)…
I found myself lingering on each image for a while, drinking in the detail.
For larger versions, go here.