Posts tagged photography
1955–59 Jaguar 3.4-litre (Mark 1) (by Stephen Coles)
I shot this (and many others) today at Classic Remise in Berlin. The renovated tram depot is a massive showcase for antique automobiles, complete with restoration parts dealers and specialist body shops.
Maybe it’s the delirious result of looking at nothing but supermodel cars all day, but I see in this photo a man’s chest overlaid with the shape of a woman’s hips.
Are you delirious about this stuff too? Be among friends! Join us at 2:00 pm this Saturday for glühwein and cookies. Fans of cars and/or letters will gather at Mota Italic in Prenzlauer Berg where the Chromeography exhibition is still on display.
Update (May 22, 2013): Flickr just launched a new design. Unfortunately, much of what I loved about the site (and wrote about in the 6-month-old post below) was pushed aside in a pretty sloppy effort to make the photos bigger.
Every few months I see the same handwringing about Flickr (usually when a friend is considering whether to renew their Pro account). “It’s dead.” “It’s a ghost town.” “No one sees my pics anymore.”
Flickr is certainly not the all-purpose photography social network it once was. There is no doubt Instagram, Facebook, Twitter, and other more immediate, accessible, and — most importantly — mobile-savvy venues took that position. But Flickr is still a haven for professional photography, and for the visual documentation of specialized fields, because nothing is better for tagging, archiving, organizing, research, collaborating, curating, and finding others who share your particular interest. For example, my typography comrades still use it frequently. Same goes for collectors of vintage furniture, illustration, design, and ephemera. Architecture scholars, road-trippers, nature photographers, and urban planners value its mapping, groups, and true HTML-enabled comments that allow visual feedback and links. Photo journalists, too, use it to document events in a richer way than their regular news venues allow. And these are just a few of the flocks that are connected to my interests in some way — I know there are hundreds of other communities who rely on the platform.
As a very tangible example of Flickr’s vitality, next week I am hanging an exhibition filled entirely with images from people I met on the site. In fact, the Chromeography project itself is a thing that would not exist if not for Flickr. The network motivates me to reach out beyond my standard social group and discover the work, experience, and lives of strangers.
It’s true that the design is somewhat dated, the feature set hasn’t seen major upgrades in years, and
the mobile app is somewhat embarrassing (Update: On Dec. 10, Flickr released a completely overhauled iPhone app which addresses most of the previous version’s shortcomings). I join the voices who call for these kinds of improvements. But I also admire Flickr for not changing what they do best. For not kowtowing to the increasingly common assertion that a platform must cater to the lowest common denominator to be relevant or successful. There is room on the web for those who do certain things very well and leave the rest to others.
Flickr is not dead. It is very much alive. It’s just not the creature everyone wants it to be. Fortunately there are other places for personal snapshots of daily life. Flickr is where I will continue to go for everything else.
The Claremont Hotel is a striking Bay Area landmark. Its pure, gleaming whiteness amid the greenery of the Berkeley hills is visible from miles away. But it wasn’t always this white. From its opening day in 1915 to around 1940 the roof, the tower, and many of the timber beams on the façade were brown or gray. Which color scheme do you prefer?
Josef Werners Blumen & Kränze
Inden is a dying town in the state of North Rhine-Westphalia, Germany. Open-pit mines in the area have forced several hundred residents to move out of the town since the 1990s. Of 1291 inhabitants in 2005, only 50–70 remained in 2010.
3 years later, I keep coming back to this street art I found in London. I still don’t know what it says or how it was made, and I still love it.
Update: Well, now I feel silly.This is not a tag or random scribble, it’s the logo of a design studio: Fin International. After posting this on my blog James Clarke of Type Worship heard from someone who once worked with them. Kind of a bummer to spoil the intrigue, but you gotta hand it to them for a great mark and a minimal street presence.