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miércoles, 4 de enero de 2012

Diane Arbus en Paris





"If I were just curious, it would be very hard to say to someone, "I want to come to your house and have you talk to me and tell me the story of your life." I mean people are going to say, "You're crazy." Plus they're going to keep mighty guarded. But the camera is a kind of license. A lot of people, they want to be paid that much attention and that's a reasonable kind of attention to be paid." - Diane Arbus 




 One of the most beautiful things I've had the chance of seeing in person. I first fell in love with Arbus when I was 15 and I ran across her exhibit at the MOCA by complete accident. I went skateboarding with my friend quite often around Little Tokyo in Downtown LA but never knew that the MOCA had another location a few blocks from Grand Ave.  It was rather small compared to the one in Paris but it hit me so hard and I went literally mad. I fell deeply for her and began shooting like a crazy person, I wanted so badly to be just like her, Sylvia Plath and Holden Caulfield at the time. Its probably best I didn't. I found her again in Paris this time the exhibit 4 times bigger than the one at the MOCA with her notes on the walls, her cameras and heaps of work I'd never seen in person before.

DIANE ARBUS





viernes, 18 de marzo de 2011

mario, metal, y syd barrett


ayer con mario, fuimos a ver el expo de TRUE NORWEGIAN BLACK METAL. fotos increibles que te mueres, de Peter Beste.


me encontre tambien un libro de Syd Barrett, a lo mejor te suena por lo de pink floyd pero el era especial , algo tremendo, aqui te dejo con una cancion que me cantaba mi padre a las 6 anos 

bella medrano