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11 result(s)
1- Michael Kenna, Filey Early Warning Station, 1981
Sepia and selenium-toned gelatin silver print
Museum purchase, 1989/2.16
2- Brett Weston, Landscape, Germany
from the portfolio Brett Weston Europe, 1960
Gelatin silver print
Museum purchase, 1978/2.34
3- Ansel Adams, Maroon Bells, near Aspen, Colorado
from Portfolio VI, 1951
Gelatin silver print
Museum purchase, 1974/1.127
4- Franco Fontana, Paessaggio Baia Delle Zagare
1983, cibachrome print
Gift of Clayton E. Wilhite, 1987/1.273.6
Gather together inside the same room the best landscape photographers since photography was born, from Steichen or Fox Talbot down to Michael Kenna, not to forget Brett Weston or Ansel Adams. What could go wrong?
Nothing, judging from the power of the pictures the UMMA drew from its own collection, to exhibit until the early days of next year.
The Infinite Landscape: Master Photographers from the UMMA Collection
September 20, 08 through January 3, 09
University of Michigan Museum of Art, Ann Arbor, MI
1- Twilight, 5-color palette, 49.77€
2 & 3- Pure Diamonds and Black Sequins, nail polish, 20.95€
Directions: wear smeared, as if the snow had melted on your cheeks tonight.
1- TWA Terminal, New York International (now John F. Kennedy International) Airport, New York, circa 1962. Photographer Balthazar Korab.
© Balthazar Korab Ltd.
2- Dulles International Airport Terminal, Chantilly, Virginia, circa 1963.
Photographer Balthazar Korab. © Balthazar Korab Ltd.
3- General Motors Technical Center, Warren, Michigan, 1948-56.
Photographer Ezra Stoller. © Ezra Stoller / ESTO.
4- Miller House, Columbus, Indiana, circa 1957.
Photographer Ezra Stoller. © Ezra Stoller / ESTO.
5- Deere and Company Administrative Center, Moline, Illinois, circa 1963. Photographer Harold Corsini. Courtesy Eero Sarinen Collection.
Manuscripts and Archives, Yale University.
A milestone architecture retrospective. However famous it may be, Eero Saarinen's work retains its hold upon us. Even better: fifty years after their edification, his creations still embody the future of the discipline.
Eero Saarinen: Shaping the Future
September 13, 08 through January 4, 09
Minneapolis Institute of Arts + Walker Art Center
1- Piège à rongeurs
2- Rat-coléoptère
3- Femme-espadon ailée
4- Les os sur la peau
Maïssa Toulet has us bewitched. Soon she will come and tell you more - and maybe cast a spell or two.
Creatures, Quirkles by Rebecca Shreeve
1- Forest Rain, eau de toilette, 1.5 OZ/50 ml, $38,50
Fresh, yet spicy woodsy blend of Muguet, Vetiver, Citrus and Musk
2 and 3- Forest Rain Hand and Body Lotion, 8.4 fl oz, and Forest Rain Bath and Shower Liquid Body Cleanser, 8.4 fl oz, gift box $35
Rabbit Necklace
Metal, pearls and crystals
Boudoir by Disaya
Exclusively at the Bon Marché Rive Gauche
1 to 6- Mungo & Maud, London
Adorable bags, comfortable beds and blankets, appetizing bowls and feeding mats, classy clothing and an actually great dog fragrance (we swear!), leads and collars, a wonderful selection of toys (lovely organic cotton plushes, cashmere balls for the more delicate - or fastidious - specimens...), treats (pet Granolas are among our favorites), etc... For dogs, and cats, and the odd human.
Marine Miel, the young designer hiding behind Suzon & Lena, has got talent and much more: she also glows with laudable ambition, and bravely asserts the peculiarity of her work. She founded her brand at the sweet age of 24, and opened her own store just two years later, in the heart of the Marais district in Paris. Suzon & Lena offers collections whose esthetics draws on Belle Epoque garment codes, with "faux-culs, tailles de guêpe et belles épaules", blended with 50's pin-up spirit, 80's vintage and a not-overly-Parisian touch. One may object to the way she introduces her pretty collection inside a look-book bordering on Charcot's hysterics, or to her outright refusal to comply with the passing fads that do and un-do the fashion world every afternoon - but the essentials are covered: the clothes shut critics up. It is salutary to discover new designers that are absolutely not formatted by trends, nor slaves of a niche they occupy without sincerity, simply out of convenience. We'd readily kiss Marine Miel good luck, but something tells us a bow would be more appropriate.
Suzon & Lena
64 rue Chapon, Paris 3° +33 1 58 62 21 03
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2- tc118
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Michael Wolf, from The Transparent City (Aperture, November 08)
Michael Wolf was offered the opportunity to live out in Chicago the fantasy of billions of city-dwellers: spying with a powerful telephoto lens the mysterious life of the people who live in the building across the street. A sentimental affair, a conspiracy - why not a murder, even? Michael Wolf saw none of that.
To tell the truth, voyeurism was only one of the aspects his project involved. Commissioned in 2007 by the Chicago Museum of Contemporary Photography, Wolf's work bears on the influence of architecture upon the social, professional, and private lives of downtown dwellers. The artist was riding Chicago's aerial train in 2005 when he first thought of photographing the city and its architectural clashes. For in Chicago, a neo-gothic building can stand next to an ultra-modern, glass-clad highrise, level differences can reach tens of floors, and one is often greeted by the surprising sight of private homes where offices are expected, and vice-versa.
These pictures, collected inside The Transparent City, are a counterpart to Architecture of Density (2004), Wolf's recent work on the city of Hong Kong. The terrifying linearity of the Asian metropolis gives way to more varied urban panoramas spanning different depths. But the same care for graphic composition crops up, as well as the sense of oppression crafted by removing the horizon line.
The long November nights on the roofs of Chicago did not turn Wolf into a witness of shady goings-on. Instead, they leave behind the image of a giant termitary ploughing away in monotonous routine, a world where solitude is palpable, nestled in office meetings and listless nights spent before a computer or television screen. This emptiness strengthens the sensation of vertigo induced by these distressingly beautiful pictures.
In this environment of white collars and undershirts, imagination has precious little to go on. Unless, of course, it is all happening behind the closed doors of corridors the camera cannot reach, behind the pulled-down blinds, or inside the darkened spaces of this city - opaque.
Michael Wolf, The Transparent City, Aperture, New York, publication November 2008
See The Transparent City on www.photomichaelwolf.com
Buy The Transparent City on www.aperture.org
Michael Wolf exhibits his work at the Chicago Museum of Contemporary Photography, November 14, 08 through January 31, 09
See the exhibition's page on www.mocp.org
1- Winter in America, Two Guns
2- Branded, Priceless #1, 2004
3- Branded, A Bullet with His Name on It, 2004
4- Studio X, In Loving Memory of, 2007
5- Book Cover
Hank Willis Thomas, in Pitch Blackness, Aperture, October 08
© Hank Willis Thomas
Songha died.
This promising young man, aged 27, was starting to blossom into the person his family had invested so much time and energy into allowing him to become. Pitch Blackness invites us into his childhood, in the middle of family reunions, or at his grandma's, amidst his college friends, in parties with his pal Hank, the same Hank who created this photographic Requiem... Little by little, we get to know him. Ties grow.
Then, Songha died.
He was robbed on a parking lot, then executed by gangsters although he did not resist. His face looks composed on the autopsy picture.
Hank Willis Thomas exposes the event, transcribing it into a comic strip with GI Joe's reprising the role of all protagonists. He also exposes the conditions that surround it, by stripping the text from ads addressed to the African-American market, thus revealing their underlying currents, or by introducing Black characters inside the familiar advertisement campaigns he subverts. The ironic and jarring messages make you laugh, but rage roars beneath every montage. The photographer's ambiguity towards his own community is palpable, as early as the book's title; Pitch Blackness - it's the darkness of being Black.
Naturally, when oneself is a young man of 27 who feels like he hasn't yet lived a minute of his life, the trajectory documented by Hank Willis Thomas strikes even deeper. As one Mr. Obama has shown recently, there are several ways of being Black, and several ways of being White, and a lot of hues in-between. More importantly, you don't have to be a believer to believe in sympathy.
Hank Willis Thomas, Pitch Blackness, Aperture, October 08