In 1972 Michael was assigned to photograph David Bowie for Disc and Music Echo magazine. When he got round to the house, Bowie answered the door in his stage outfit from a couple of days before, and was in the middle of painting his living room. Yesterday, I called Putland but he couldn't talk, he was up a ladder, painting the living room. View the feature
I used to be the director and part owner of a photo agency and when we sold it I hoped the new owners, having bought an established brand, would cause the business to grow and change with the times. Curious about how that's going (I'm celebrating the anniversary of the sale this week), I've just read that they're launching a frozen yogurt full of "potentially beneficial bacteria that many believe have the potential to aid in good digestive health". That's a lot of potential.
A boy eating ice cream at the Kentucky State Fair, 1944 by Ed Clark © Time Inc.
Today, Estrellita Karsh is celebrating an important birthday. I won't get too schmaltzy (I can and often do) but Mrs Karsh is a truly special person of whom I am incredibly fond and feel very fortunate to work with. She is an absolute powerhouse and is ceaseless in her efforts to keep Yousuf's name and work in the public conscience. Happy Birthday Estrellita, here's to many more.
It's MLK Day here in the US, a federal holiday. Karsh photographed him in 1962, a year prior to the March on Washington. "This portrait was taken under the most difficult conditions. We had very little time, and the only place available was a corner of Mr King's church. Nowhere could he relax when he was constantly beset by friends and aides wishing him well, commiserating on his difficulties...planning new strategy. What emerged in my mind and, I trust, in the portrait, was the dedication of the man and his clear vision of ultimate victory."Martin Luther King, 1962 © Yousuf Karsh
Once again the Interweb brings back colourful people from my past. It's great to hear from Chris Weeks
, one of the more realistic and practical photographers with whom I almost worked back in my Retna days. You'll see that he's a multi-talented stills photographer, and he reports he's busy shooting all sorts, but his yen right now is to shoot his movie. Fun X-rated (for swearing, not boobs, sorry) blog
of Chris talking about what's in his camera bag, and why. Bored, with crop © Chris Weeks
For PDN's The Curator Award
(dull logo, non-consonant with their brand) you pay to enter, you hand over your rights in your images - or maybe not! and get a Moab Chinle portfolio if you win. We don't know what kind, how many pages, whether it's custom made. They kindly let you enter after their deadline if you pay more - but a deadline is the latest time at which something should be completed.
"You retain copyright to your photograph and the Sponsors may not sell your photo entry for a fee." and yet "Entries become the property of Sponsors and will not be returned or acknowledged."
I am not a fan of PDN, a lack of transparency around their competitions has bugged me for years - read comments on PDN Pulse
and Rob Haggart's blog
about last year's Photo Annual and be wary - their fees for that went up this year ('cos you all did 10% better last year, right?)Prop Howard, hand in pants © Chris Weeks
I believe whole-heartedly in reason and have a naturalistic worldview, so I'm only posting this
because I got such a good laugh out of it. The story is about how Lawrence Fried and Uri Geller had a photo session and Geller was supposedly able to project his image onto unexposed film. Geller has been soundly debunked over the years but there's still good value in the stories.
Fortunately for me, and now for you, I landed at Jennifer Spelman's Photo Coleslaw
blog yesterday and subsequently fell in love with Marvin and, clicking through to her website
, the rest of The South series. As well as the images being lovely, I like the tone of her writing; it seems as if Jennifer's just starting her blog and I'm encouraging her to keep posting - we need fabulous content on the web so we've all got decent things to link to.
The ICP Triennial is ending this week. I found the opening night really annoying, getting shoved and elbowed more times than I care to mention, and having inhaled enough hair spray and perfume to kill a small animal. So, I'm personally not rushing to the 'Closing Party' and now I've seen the invitation I'm not likely to change my mind - but is Justin Timberlake going?
'Sandhogs' book is in the shops, and Gina's on the radio
. Listen to her and one of the 'hogs discuss the massive New York water project going on 800+ feet beneath Manhattan that few of us are even aware of. Gina worked seriously hard to gain the confidence of the 'hogs with her persistence and professionalism, and the resulting images are vibrant and eye-opening, not how one might expect them to be so deep under ground. Sandhogs © Gina LeVay