
Somewhere near Clovelly.
Author: Paul Greer
Interesting times dog walking on Weston beach.
Charles Darwin’s reading list
via proustitute
Harold gives good face.
This is the giant hamster squirrel that visits us at work regularly. Motley beguiled him with almonds, then mildly papped.
Weirdly proud of my country’s very odd opening ceremony.
(T)
Remembering Spring

Guest-Directed Self-Portrait #7


Directed by MortalCompass
You will flip a coin.
“Heads” – Inside
“Tails” – Outside
Heads
Inside Prompt:
Take one photo right before going to bed and one right after waking up through one evening of sleep. Post both in a set or place side by side in a single image with Photoshop/Gimp etc and post that.If you have a tripod, I would prefer that you use it. That way, each shot is from an identical angle and shows the change in your bed area over one evening of rest. If not, then an attempt should be made to have it show your space in more or less the same position as the night before.
I seem to have broken a few rules. But I do not have a tripod, and never just take “one photo”, so there we are.
(see other GDSP7 submissions here.)
One size does not fit all: Context matters greatly, for Conscientious Extended, July 2012.
“We all know that all photography is fiction: as a photographer you make choices, which influence the photograph enough for it to be more of a fiction than a fact. That’s photography for you. That’s just the way it is. But the photojournalist’s task, no actually the photojournalist’s duty is to minimize the amount of fiction that enters her/his photography. We are quite aware of the problem in the news context – this is, after all, the context where the problems with image manipulation come up regularly – so we expect photographs in this context to be as truthful as they can be. The problem with InstaHip in this particular context is it adds a huge amount of fiction to photography, simply by its aesthetic.”
—Joerge Colbert
— via fette
London 2012: opening ceremony saw all our mad dreams come true
“With reality comes responsibility. Pretty well everyone feels some reservation about the Games – the money, the missiles, the McDonald’s. For me, the issue was Dow’s sponsorship of the stadium wrap. Dow are – to use a value-neutral word – connected to the terrible Bhopal disaster. Whatever the legal position, it was insensitive and tawdry to take their money. This isn’t the place or the day – given the gorgeous experience we’ve been through – to go into the details of why this seemed so very wrong. You can look it up.
Danny set a meeting with Sebastian Coe, who graciously fixed up for Amnesty to speak to Locog’s lawyers. But time was accelerating, and everyone was busy. Besides, something else was happening now: the volunteers.
Back in our studio, we had imagined flying bikes and rocketing chimneys. We never imagined the power of the volunteers. They were creative, courageous, convivial, generous. The press was full of stories of the greed and incompetence of our leaders, but our studio was full of people doing things brilliantly for nothing – for the hell of it, for London, for their country, for each other.”
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