Monday, June 9, 2008

space


mike schwartz

during the 4 days of review santa fe i had a chance to meet great people and see a grand variety of work. mike schwartz´s architectural images resonate in ways that exceed mere form. questions like why does man need such spaces and such elaborate constructions, seem to be asked. Here is a link to a talk about what architecture should be and do for us.

Sunday, June 8, 2008

back from review santa fe



ill be posting a bunch of my colleagues work during the week. there are so many good things i saw and heard i am sooooo overwhelmed, but very content. in the mean time here is a link to all who participated.

Wednesday, June 4, 2008

memories


in the middle of nowhere 2008


new york 2008


cancun 2008


wedding 2007

Tuesday, June 3, 2008


jpeg magazine published a few images from the lost rivers series in there human impact issue. take a look here.

desastres y tragedias


enrique metinides

the great mexican photographer, enrique metinides, has captured tragedy in a haunting romantic way. the first picture i saw of him, of an electrocuted man
made me one passionate "miron" of catastrophe. i don´t know if it is that it makes me cry, hence making me feel alive, that makes me so attracted to these images and stories or that i am just a bit too morbid.

drunk driving



what does a photograph do when it registers such a tragedy? is it the picture or the actual fact that makes us feel the way we feel?

nothing matters in the end

OZYMANDIAS

I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shatter'd visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamp'd on these lifeless things,
The hand that mock'd them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains: round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away.

by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Monday, June 2, 2008

Saturday, May 31, 2008

mr jonas salk said


If all the insects on earth disappeared, within 50 years all life on earth would disappear. If all humans disappeared, within 50 years all species would flourish as never before. wow.

Friday, May 30, 2008

mr pablo lopez luz



i really enjoy spending time with new friends, specially those that are "apasionados" of what they think, say and especially do. here is an excellent one month per author blog created by the people at photoespaña photo festival in spain. the month of may was in charge of a great new friend, pablo lopez luz. enjoy!