Noah Kalina photographs

All I'll say is that, to me, these photos are essentially the 'real' unstaged version of Gregory Crewdson's photographs. I'll let them speak for themselves, otherwise...

And I've always loved Francesco Vezzoli, for his needlepoints of Edith Piaf and other crazy shit, like the infamous fake trailer for a remake of the movie "Caligula", but my love elevated to a new height after seeing his latest piece - a 1-minute commercial directed by Roman Polanski starring Michelle Williams and Natalie Portman for a fake perfume that doesn't exist, "Greed." So so great.

Oh oh Kalina also took these incredible portraits of Leslie Hall and Girl Talk:

oh hey, stuff i did

I rarely post work I do in school, so I figured I might for a change. In PhotoImaging, a class I don't particularly like, we had to take our own photos and make a poster for a group photography show, a book cover+back, and a CD cover+back. I chose the "Love Love Love" show at the Martos Gallery I never got to see, but wanted to terribly, one of my favorite Palahniuk books "Invisible Monsters", and my favorite album of all time, Interpol's "Antics." I never think self-taken photographs work well on re-makes of book covers and things, but thankfully Libby had all those extra pills lying around from her pill bracelets cause it made me really happy with the photos I got for the Invisible Monsters cover.

i wrapped the two book covers around actual books that magically fit them perfectly. it was fun to hold them in my hands and see them as 3D functional objects:

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This photo best sums up my life as of late. A little nutty in the personal realm, but still maintaining some calm and peace. We've been watching this Time-Life documentary The American Photograph and we saw the 1930's-1950's installment yesterday and it was stunning. There was this show at MoMA called The Family of Man that was a compilation of black and white photos from around the world showing every walk of life, and I started to tear up watching it, it was so beautiful. Photographs are so incredibly powerful it's so amazing to me. But yeah, things are okay for the most part.

GUYS I HEARD CAT CORA IS COMING TO THE PARTY TONIGHT

This weekend was magic. 'Nuff said.

Sisley's Spring/Summer '09 ads are absolutely incredible. I haven't liked a fashion ad series this much in a long, long time.

Andre Razo's drawings are out of this world, as well.

This commercial fully captures my entire childhood in the early 90's.

So I haven't posted since I've been back cause I've been crazy-busy. 18 credits this semester, 4 studios (a double-studio on Monday), 2 lectures, and lots of homework/learning to come. I'll be alright, I just actually have to work for once. I got back here last Saturday, and once my parents left I called up Owen and he said "Meet me in 20 minutes, we're going to see Obama." We had no idea what we were doing and if we'd see anything, but we headed down towards the harbor and went through security, and long story short, got to see Obama speak. It was absolutely amazing.

I spent a lot of time over at Owen's new place at the Copycat, too, cause our apartment didn't have heat. It's great over there, and we went to the abandoned coat factory next door a bunch of times and I got some great boxes and buttons and coat labels and a shnazzy brown blazer. This is the view from the roof of the coat factory:

And this is an oil slick in the parking lot of a Baltimore Target.

I went out to an after-hours dance club on Charles Street for a while and it was fun as hell. Dancing on the raised platforms with Libby and Nathan to Lady Gaga and Britney and Beyonce, having moms cheer us on, throw us their scarves, and watching/fully enjoying 3 obsese black women go apeshit to every song that came on, namely "Womanizer" and "Single Ladies." It was fantastic. No photographic documentation of that unfortunately.

I went to The Book Thing this afternoon and added to my growing collection of cheesy teen novels from the late 70's-early 90's. They're just so fucking funny, I'll never get tired of them. This is just a tiny highlighted portion I had to scan and share with the world:

We established that this photograph depicts exactly what happens to you the second you step into the country of Turkey.

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I also saw Mister Lonely yesterday, which I've been meaning to since it came out, and I enjoyed it despite some goofy special effects/moments. The cinematography was stunning. I would LOVED framed still prints of so many of the scenes.

winter filmography

I saw some absolutely incredible films that I'd never seen before, both new and old, during this break.

Unfaithful

In The Bedroom

The Wrestler

Revolutionary Road

Doubt

Muriel's Wedding

Amadeus

The Curious Case of Benjamin Button

And here's the poster for Amadeus, just cause it's so sweet and from 1984.

sex drugs and rock 'n' roll weekend

I had a very full, busy, lazy, fun, awesome long weekend in the city. Highlights included going to the Whitney and the Brooklyn Museum, partying, meeting people, dancing on tables at a gay club in Hell's Kitchen, diners at 5am, pizza in Brooklyn during a snowstorm, a Golden Globe party at a swanky apartment in Harlem with a view of the city that I'd kill for. Also, watching the best part of Step Brothers on repeat and singing the song in the streets of Manhattan:

(It starts 30 seconds in)

One of my favorite GIGANTIC photo-collages at the Gilbert+George retrospective exhibit at the Brooklyn Museum. There was also a feminist collection that had an amazing Tracy Emin neon and a great Barbara Kruger. 

A door in Brooklyn.

Poster for the OUT OF THIS WORLD William Eggleston retrospective at the Whitney. I'll post my favorite photos from the exhibit soon. They were utterly fantastic. The Alexander Calder exhibit was fun, too.