Shoplifting In a Ghost Town

eh.

2009-04-21T14:17:00.000-07:00

new blog, with the same old shit.

HouseBuggaphobia

2009-04-15T15:49:00.000-07:00

I would post a photo of what I am linking this to, but i saw it once, and nearly hurled.

So instead I went to my 'happy place' and took a photo. (above)

This is my most hated thing ever.

Fucking ever.

I would take 12 cats in my bed, instead of 1 of these anywhere with in 100 feet of me.

The Jamzzzz

2009-04-15T15:10:00.000-07:00

Tiny Homes

2009-04-15T06:22:00.000-07:00

I know I can't afford to own a real house, but I would honestly be completely satisfied with this little home.

Tits on Tuesdays.

2009-04-14T14:44:00.000-07:00

Black and white photos make photos into art.

It makes n00dz into something more French.

I'm disoriented. Fuck le post.

Shaq, you knowledgeable motherfucker.

2009-04-14T12:00:00.000-07:00

"Keep your thoughts positive, because your thoughts become your words. Keep your words positive, because your words become your behaviours. Keep your behaviours positive, because your behaviours become your habits. Keep your habits positive, because your habits become your values. Keep your values positive, because your values become your destiny."

Mahatma Gandhi

“ The optimist thinks this is the best of all possible worlds. The pessimist fears it is true.

Robert Oppenheimer

“ If you are lonely when you’re alone, you are in bad company.

Jean-Paul Sartre

Computer Boner

2009-04-13T07:52:00.000-07:00

Sometimes a well placed Mac just looks so right.

(source)

2009-04-06T21:23:00.000-07:00

There are many movies that I am unable to watch due to the fact that they bring back a memory of when or where I watched it, and it'll make me too nastalgic to enjoy it.

The same goes for music. This statement stands true for pretty much everything with the exception of Under Pressure: Queen and Breakfast at Tiffanys.

I'm not even that in love with the movie as much as I have found comfort in the facial expressions of Holly Golightly alongside the music of Henri Mancini.

Ew, cute.

2009-04-06T18:28:00.000-07:00

Nothing is cuter than a Fennec Fox....well, almost nothing.

Japanese paper makes magical things for 'artist'

2009-04-01T14:22:00.000-07:00

This Matt & Nat bag is vegan.

Many Matt and Nat bags use a japanese paper, which feels a lot like a soft flimsy leather.

if i had a song about it, it would probably go something like this:

ONE-TWO-THREE-FOUR

THIS BAG'S VEGAN!

THIS SONG'S VEGAN!

THIS BAG'S VEGAN!

DRUGS.

ARE.

BAD.

Other things on japanese paper that I enjoy includes this Kawanabe Kyōsai print.

The Fase of Sound

2009-04-01T12:38:00.000-07:00

This photo was taken by photographer Jack Bradley and depicts the exact moment this boy, Harold Whittles, hears for the very first time ever. The doctor treating him has just placed an earpiece in his left ear.

Human Bots beats Shelving.

2009-04-01T10:40:00.000-07:00

Art by Marine Boy

The photographic adventure of a good father whos son reeeeally wanted to be robo.

Boxed Shelf

2009-04-01T10:12:00.000-07:00

I will never be able to explain or understand for myself why i love cubed shelving so much, but i do.

I can hold so many things in such a compact space?
It makes a perfect room divider?
It stacks boxes conveniently?

Who knows.

I've gone through 4-6 different ones between my last two apartments, and have no photos that really display how amazing they are. I could kick myself. Its sad that i almost miss shelving.

Luckily, Ikea will be selling them for the rest of my adult life. (fingers crossed)

In an ideal world, I would like to have the space to make them on my own out of real oak.

Heres a few photos that I've taken where you can kind of get the idea of how my brain wanted these shelves to be intended.

Tits 'n Tanks for Tuesdays!

2009-03-31T11:21:00.000-07:00

I don't feel very interesting, today. But it is tuesday and I've been wearing the same wife beater for several days now.

Lets celebrate

Cheers, ladies!

Bitches, Bridges, and Bedrooms

2009-03-30T10:36:00.000-07:00

Helen Levitt died at the age of 95, in her Manhattan apartment.

I remember how inspired and effected I was by this photo, as a little Little.

It was so timeless and reminded me of everything that I loved about New Yorkers and adolescence. It wasn't until much later, that I discovered the image was from 1939.

Her photos always gave me the sense of memorability, at first glance. Followed by effectiveness upon looking just a little bit further

100 years ago, today, the Queensborough Bridge was completed. Only killing 50 people, in the process!

The Queensborough Bridge is so commonly overlooked. I blame the Brooklyn Bridge, for this.

With 4 top lanes, and 5 bottom lanes, it really does an amazing job at commuting traffic into Midtown. Even in the worst of traffic, I don't think I've ever been on there for over 25 minutes.

The Bowery Boys did a pretty interesting little blog about the bridge today. Enjoy the fuck out of it!

At this turning point of my life, I am reminded of the memories of this bridge in my life, as stupid as it may sound. Its just a fucking bridge.

Finishing up my true New Yorker post, I feel pretty inspired by tiny pods!

I wish i owned a little area and a big fucking drill.

Can it Absorb Your Blood?

2009-03-29T09:11:00.000-07:00

My grandmother is a big supporter of buying things off of the television.

So when she got too many ShamWows for one woman to handle, they got handed down to me.

I never once used them properly, or if i WAS using them properly, then that salesman was full of shit and his product was a Scam....Wow. (Ugh. i suck)

Last month he beat the shit out of a hooker who bit down on his tongue.

Fucking hilarity.

When i got my first kiss on the bus home from the fair, from Casey whateverhisnamewas, I freaked out and bit his tongue, too. He had just finished drinking a carton of milk. It was pretty gross.

Luckily, this was not Caseys reaction. I guess that could also have to do with the fact that I only gave him a stack of Power Rangers cards and not sex.

The hooker looks so stoked!

Everyones a 'musician'. Even Voltron.

2009-03-29T07:07:00.001-07:00

This unknowingly entertaining page has showed me that i really do have absolutely no rhythm, but that the Y, H, and the J keys are unbelievably satisfying.

Nectar and Napalm

2009-03-25T15:05:00.000-07:00

I'm happy. I promise.

I'm pretty bummed on life but sulking has never made anything better in 23 years, so I doubt it will start at this point in my life.

I may be a Clobot, but I'm still mainly human. Going through human emotions that I am learning that everyone seems to go through, as unbelievable as they feel.

Yesterday I bought a hobo hat from Marc Jacobs.

Just doing my part in supporting my fellow New Yorks coke addicted fashion designers with AIDS.

This morning I drank far too much coffee and tea.

I still cry at night. I still am forcing an appetite upon myself when I wake up. I'm still avoiding looking at photos of my past, so that I don't sulk over my ignorance and idiocy, through that period of life.

Something tells me that the snow is finally gone for good. This deserves a mix!

I'm drowning myself in work and friends and family and art and music and sushi.

I can't wait till I throughly enjoy these things, without wondering about things and people that I have no control over.

I'm currently surviving off of cookies, caffeine, and real film.

My digital camera is on vacation until I'M on vacation.

9000 Graphic Heartbreak

2009-03-25T11:49:00.000-07:00

A clever collection that combines

Violent Femmes
Capote
math
science
logic
love
loss
the Olsen twins

You really ARE watching over me, Big Brother!

I love you.

Guy Bourdin

2009-03-25T11:06:00.000-07:00

Studying painting in his youth, makes the minimal composition of his photographs unique.
He did not collect his works or make any attempt to preserve them.
Bourdin wanted all of his work destroyed after his death, in 1991
Unfortunately for him, and fortunate for this post, the fact that he did not collect all of his work make it difficult to destroy, in the end.
Bourdin was a close friend of Man Ray, who wrote the introduction for the catalogue of his first show in the late 1950's.
Bourdin, along with Helmut Newton, is considered to be one of the most revolutionary fashion photographers of the second half of the 20th century.
I feel like Bourdin is the Ying to Helmut Newtons Yang. Although his work is much more saturated and action based, it is also obvious to see that he was much more morbid and serious than Newton
He worked with French Vouge for nearly 30 years, yet not much of his work was published.
He is well known for his timeless photographs advertising Charles Jourdans shoe collections in the 70's.

My Bourdin inspired photographs include these:

I'm pretty neat, goddammit.

2009-03-17T14:09:00.000-07:00

Dear Chloe at 24,

I'm not ready for you. I'm just not ready.

And as my days continue and increase speed, I'm clutching the broken emergency break.

In my mind, I'm still a bandit but in my heart I'm overturned.

Just give me some more time to figure this out.

I've been living a life that I'm not quite sure I ment to lead in the exact way I did.

I lived it like a easy job with good health insurance, after scrubbing jizz booths for a living.

but today I quit, and with the knowledge I've worked so hard for, I cant ever go back to bleaching cum.

Now I'm just another unemployed american who is wondering where her childlike dreams of a semi perfect life have gone and if its embarrassing to go back to the abandoned job just to say 'hi'.

If I did everything to the best of my ability, and learned enough to FEEL like i deserve what i wanted, then why am i here? More knowledge and less power.

I know that I have more to learn. I know that I need to learn more about adaptation and comfort within it. I know that I'm too young and stubborn to just stop ignoring it, and that I need to get it before I can have what I thought I had.

This story better have a great ending, because its starting to feel like I'm sitting through The Wrestler, again.

I'll be here in...well I don't need to pick a state for you to find me in...but where I am, i'll be waiting for a celebration of life. full of little puppies that i can freely love forever because a piece of paper will say that its mine, and dances to Squeeze from Ellen DeGeneres, and bacon topped cupcakes, and long drives filled with bad traffic and good music, and maybe even love.

The really real kind with stuttering words and nervous laughs and respect because thats what you feel when you love. From day one until day 1,950 (since I can't imagine letting this happen till im at least 30 years old an cant imagine living long after 60, I would love a good 30 years)

Until then, all I can do is look for the light at the end of this tunnel, that i thought i was out of.

My Little Brother and His Way Cool Pants

2009-03-11T11:24:00.000-07:00

this photo is from a pretty silly set on Flickr, that i found.

"Our words have formed a death sentence, and I wish that we had never talked. Our hips said it all."

2009-03-10T11:23:00.000-07:00

Last night Blender sent on a mission to shoot a few men who have preached about hating their genitals.

Although I do really like a few albums, I was never a die hard Cursive fan, but seeing them live made me reconsider.

I typically don't connect with live music, too often. But this show was pretty amazing.

I left Cursive feeling like I would have totally seen them again.

Even decided that (due to the economy and not cause I'm stingy, of course) I would even pay 10 bucks to do so!

The set was beautifully diverse
The band went nuts and really enjoyed themselves
The crowd was friendly and accommodating (with the exception of the girl who didn't want me standing near her at the front, even when the show hadn't started yet)
I got to use my flash against Tims picnic shirt
I didn't even notice they had played 20 songs starting at 11pm
I even forgot I was tired!

If you listen to Cursive, you'll be able to tell that the vocals are distinctly different from your average semi screaming indie band. I feel like this photo is interesting because it illustrates how that sound got achieved.

Instead of screaming directly into the mic, he kept screaming into his cupped hand, that was tilted into the mic.

Such a small musical idea that is a major layer in the creativity of this band.

The actual review along with more photos that I took during last nights show, are up on Blenders Blog.

I'm urging you to go to this blog entry by using big red letters, because I'm feeling proud and positive about my results from the night.

This is a rare Chloe feeling.

*I may also just be hyper emotional because to sleep deprivation. (I have yet to actually sleep since 8am, yesterday)

Good job, Love Brains.

2009-03-10T08:11:00.000-07:00

This is my new favorite couple.

I can't get married if for any reason more than, I could never top this.

And this invite sets a new creativity standard, for me.

Wowch

2009-03-10T07:44:00.000-07:00

These shirts! I know is bordering on the edge of Urban Outfitters 'wacky' style, but I want to own these shirts. I wish they came in V-Neck. I'm way into V-Neck shirts lately.

I think its because I dont want anything in my life touching my clavicles, right now.

As 'art' I dont know if i care for these. But as a shirt, its way amusing!

Cannabis Works

2009-03-09T12:16:00.000-07:00

Tatsuyuki Tanaka is an artist that mainly works on storyboards.
Tanaka has worked on 3 Animatrix shorts.
In 2005, he put out a book called Cannabis Works.
It is a book that involves teeth and crazy mechanical creations.
The books drawing are with a composition that isn't very typical in Manga.

some quotes. that is all.

2009-03-08T13:30:00.000-07:00

“If you’re losing your soul and you know it, then you’ve still got a soul left to lose.” Bukowski

Even now, all possible feelings do not yet exist, there are still those that lie beyond our capacity and our imagination. From time to time, when a piece of music no one has ever written or a painting no one has ever painted, or something else impossible to predict, fathom or yet describe takes place, a new feeling enters the world. And then, for the millionth time in the history of feeling, the heart surges and absorbs the impact.

― Nicole Krauss

About all you can do in life is be who you are. Some people will love you for you. Most will love you for what you can do for them, and some won’t like you at all.

― Rita Mae Brown

Steven Meisel

2009-03-08T10:47:00.000-07:00

I've been looking at artsy tits all morning, on Mod Fetish

I was reminded of that time when Madonna was young and crude and didn't look like Iggy Pop.

She had done that coffee table book that people freaked out over.

The photographers name was Steven Meisel. He has been the main photographer for both the American and Italian Vogue magazine for over 20 years now.

I love his photographs because they touch on so many different eras so seamlessly.

Hes my photo crush, this week.

You can see 34 pages of his photos here

2009-03-08T09:49:00.000-07:00

Last night I went to a 'hyper transgender burlesque show'
It smelt like a sweaty taint
I'd post a link to their site, but that is time that could be used for better things
Like having my knees cut open while listening to U2

Ended up at a hip party full of hip people who were made of skin and hips

Favorite social games to play in those situations:

Pretentiously Gay or On Heroin?
15 Years Old or Eating Disorder?
Why THAT tattoo?
Drunk crazy or Girl Crazy?
How do your balls fit in those pants?
What is the drug combination in your system?
Myspace Model or Real Model?

Its difficult, because the results are typicly a combination of all of these elements.

Looking back, my twitter described my night best:

Previous to my night, was my day.

Confirmed to shoot Cursive, tomorrow night
Ate brunch alone in perfect Brooklyn weather
Listened to a lot of Pinback and Falconer
Played with my lights, because its about time that I start setting up more shoots, and learning.
Drank mexican coffee in a a shop of extremely caffeinated workers

Me in my room with lighting

Brooklyn, NY

Domestic Bliss

2009-03-01T13:04:00.000-08:00

Personal feelings towards this celebrity couple aside, Steven Klein took an amazing retro set of photos of Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt, for W magazine.

More pictures: here

Vanity Trail.

2009-02-28T16:27:00.001-08:00

1. A picture of you in your room.

2. A picture of you posing with someone you don't actually like.

3. A picture with a former crush

4. A picture of you very drunk

5. A picture of you with a parent or two.

6. A picture of you on your birthday, or your favorite holiday.

7. The youngest picture you can find of yourself in digital form.

8. A picture of you in one of your favorite outfits.

9. A picture of you making a goofy face at the camera.

10. A picture you miiiiiight have edited to make yourself look better.

11. A picture of you and a team or club you're in.

12. A picture of a night you regret.

13. A picture of you showing off a new haircut (even if it's an old haircut now).

14. A picture of you truly being yourself.

15. The most recent picture of you.

16. A picture of you being absolutely ridiculous.

17. A picture of you with no makeup on.

18. A picture of a time in your life that's over but you wish it wasn't.

19. A picture of a time in your life that's over and you couldn't be more thankful that it is.

20. A picture with your oldest friend.

21. A picture with your newest friend

22. A picture of you when you were anything but happy, even if you were smiling and you did your best to hide it.

23. A picture of you you had no idea was being taken.

24. A picture of you when you were a different person than you are now.

25. A picture of you in a fashion "DON'T"

26. A picture of you in a swimsuit - whether you love it or loathe it.

27. A picture of you taking a shot/chugging a beer/dowing some sort of mixed drink

28. A picture of yourself that you hate

29. A picture of you with someone you love

30. A picture of how you'd like the world to see you.

31. A picture that describes how you'd like to spend every day.

32. A picture when everything was changing.

33. A picture that makes your heart hurt.

34. A picture that makes your heart smile

35. A picture of one of the best nights of your life (or day).

Shut up. The post-its are speaking.

2009-02-25T15:48:00.000-08:00

I stumbled upon this on ffffound.com while passing the time at work.

The irony of this photograph is that i work in the building of which it was taken.

Art above is by Adam Ellison

Mean Reds v.s. Mellow Yellow

2009-02-25T14:24:00.000-08:00

Above image can be found here.

This is a post about feelings.

Stupid stupid feelings.

I'm feeling yellow.

Not like that Donavan Song 'Mellow Yellow"

Just feeling an emotion that can't find placement, but whatever it is, is not a positive one.

(Because honestly, who loves the color yellow that much?)

Yellow is one color away from being 'red with anger'

and an opposite color away from having 'the blues'

Truman Capote would call this feeling 'the mean reds'

I'm not feeling as elegant as Capotes Breakfast at Tiffanys character, today.

And so I'm just feeling real yellow....

Wary Meyers

2009-02-25T08:00:00.000-08:00

Wary Meyers Decorative Arts covers many different areas of creativity. Their talents are extreamly wide ranged, as they

design furniture for small companys
kitchen supplies for Urban Outfitters
fancy pea-coats with many buttons
pet portraits
and they even do interior design.

The interior design is what really caught my eye, today. Its very 70's yet less naughty looking than a loft from that period.

There is also an element to the interiors that makes me feel like if i had the space and patience, I could affordably do it myself.

Poster Art

2009-02-25T07:24:00.000-08:00

Polish posters of Japanese movies.

A post by an American.

Jimmy Eat World Photos

2009-02-24T15:26:00.000-08:00

Last Night, I ventured far into the city and shifted my way through a crowd of underaged ladies and overgrown boys to shoot Jimmy Eat World at Terminal 5.

They played the entire Clarity album from front to back (along with 5 others). The show was sold out and people were loosing it. They were really on point. It was a good kick off of their decade old album tour.

I think that half way through this shoot, after shaking and almost dropping my camera, I've snapped out of the denial that I most likely have given myself carpal tunnel, throughout my years of sitting in seemingly uncomfortable positions while using laptops for seventy five percent of my day, for a majority of my 'adult' life.

The Jimmy Eat World article can be found here

The photography is sponsored by the support and fuel of these two things:

ThermaCare Heat wraps

and Mushroom ravioli. The Italian dumpling

Chadwick Tyler Shoots Eating Disorders...er 'models'

2009-02-22T14:28:00.000-08:00

I would marry this bulimic fake dork...

All photography is by Chadwick Tyler.

I like his images because all sets of his are slightly different in port production, but still easy to distinguish as his own.

Typing is dumb. Photos are not.

I'm shooting Jimmy Eat World tomorrow night and I can't understand three very important things needed for the shoot:

Why I can't make a fist with my right hand
Why my camera wont take more than 3 photos without freezing and flashing random numbers on the LCD screen.
Why wont someone get back to me about covering the last two hours of work, so I make it on time.

New Street Fighter

2009-02-18T15:00:00.000-08:00

Street Fighter FOUR is out!

It has been so long. So very long since Street Fighter has updated.

Which is great news for me, because I find comfort in playing the exact same 2d game that I've played my whole life.

But it IS exciting to see what this version will be like.

I found a site that has just articles upon articles about the game! woo!

Kids! Stay Down!

2009-02-18T13:58:00.000-08:00

Photography of Jan Von Holleben

Sickness and Lack of Sleep Causes Vanity.

2009-02-14T02:33:00.001-08:00

my phone told me I have 23 new emails.

I get anxious about emails And feel like if i don't read them, people can't be offended by my delayed responses...Is this odd?

I try to justify reasons to not check it as often as possible.

my excuse from Thursday-Saturday is that 'its my weekend'

People justify not checking their emails on the weekends...right?

Instead of

checking my email
remembering to take my vitamins
cleaning up the messes I have made

I layed around and

made Valentines Day Mixes
played with photobooth
and photoshop.

The sun is about to come up, and although I dont FEEL sick, I do sound like Harvey Fierstein which means the slights wrong move could kill the progress my immunities are making.

I hope that being awake at this hour doesn't count....

Here I am on Sesame Street:

Sick post.

2009-02-12T22:33:00.000-08:00

ew ew gross ew. There are 8 nerds in that thing. You are no longer a human at that point, just a trapper keeper. a vainey flesh purse for little humans.

Theres a lot of visible sadness in the states, this week.

That video of Jeremy Lusk dying. (The neck snap is so brutal)
This photo of Nadya Suleman holding 8 kids in her food bay.
The amount of things I am injesting to be able to not be sick by the time I have to go back to work.

This title was going to have to due with Flash Photography and Live Music, but it is now titled "FUCK YOU BLOGGER LAYOUT. You're a fucking retard."

2009-02-12T11:46:00.000-08:00

When I was on tour, just learning how to use a digital SLR, my friend Ryan would challange me into taking photos of our opening band Bloom . In theory, this was simple. The singer would wear all white, and bounce around the stage. All I had to do was open up the flash on my camera, auto focus my stock camera lens, and shoot!

God, was i wrong. I was 19 years old and we were playing at The Metro in Chicago, that discouraging night.

And from that night forward, I realized that shooting live bands, just wouldn't be my thing. It was impossible for me to take a decent band photograph. And even if a time was to come, when I found a way to do so, I hadn't seen a single live photo that I hadn't seen 100 times before. All music photos just seems so stock, so what was the point in being part of that machine?

Through out tour, I avoided taking photos of our opening bands. Instead I watched Ryan endlessly try to take 'The Live Photo" that would stand out. I would see him grind his teeth in frustration with some of his results. I felt like the frustration probably came from the fact that you can SEE what you want from the image so badly, but no matter how many different ways you try to achieve the vision your eyes could see, it just never shines through the camera.

After a pretty short amount of time, I saw his results improve. I thought to myself 'if he could do it by just trying for long enough, then it must be possible to some extent.'

Sometimes, when the bands would do sound check, he would challange me to getting worthy photos of them playing. I think i was intimidated and embarrassed my his results and tried to stick within my comfort zone. The only 'live photos' I was ever satisfied with were photos of HIM trying to get that photo he aimed for.

(This one from Ohio in 2006, stands out in my memory, as one of those moments that I was pleased with.)

When one of our tours had ended, he convinced me to stay on and follow him along on the Japanese Girls Night tour, to take photos. I think I found one through the entire tour of the west coast, that I found to be decent. And it was such a fluke!

(There she is, the Fluke)

A while later, while making a short visit to Orlando to see Ryan. He had gotten fancier equipment. An external flash.

He let me borrow it for the night, and i spent the next year or so, dreaming of owning one and refusing to ever use that stupid bulb on the top of my camera ever again.

On christmas morning, last year, I got the flash i wished for along side a bungee.

To this day, I'm unsure of its settings. I constantly try to understand it, but I guess that why people pay for schooling in this field, eh?

I always had an interest in becoming a fashion photographer. That was dumb of me. Fashion photography seems to be all about good lighting, decent models, and a good asistant. When I actualy started to get into photography, it was more with the intention of documenting a moment. Not a standard pose.

New Years of 2007, my boyfriend at the times, band played their first show and I naturally said that it HAD to be documented! This involved the flash that intimidated me so. I used the leash to block out the awkward crowd and setting. The photos came out almost too artistic. odd but good, i guess. Good enough to decide that there is no need to be intimidated by the flash. Good enough to no longer find boredom in live photos. Because the GOAL is to try create something worth looking at. Something beyond just the musician. The setting is important too. And i like to try and catch all the elements.

Ryan has helped inspire me into doing a lot of things I would have given up on, otherwise. Live photos are a big part of this statement.

Even though I took those photos that i was ok with in 2007, I had no desire to continue doing this area of photography.

But at the end of 2008, he called me up and helped me score some of the biggest photo jobs I've gotten yet! It involved shooting live music exclusively! It was an opportunity that i couldn't just PASS on because of my own personal feelings on my photos. Instead I went out and have been testing myself by shooting live music while trying to keep a very human element in it.

As soon as i started this music thing, I had to have a sit-down with my flash. I had to be stern. Tell it there was no more fucking around. I told my flash that she was a beautiful and unique snowflake. A bulb of a different color, and that she should start showing it.

And I think she listened, because last weekend, I took photos of Acid Tiger and Valient Thorr, and when i got them onto my computer to start editing, there was some crazy shit happening due to the flash going wild.

I'm enjoying the tests of double exposure. I'm enjoying the strictness in meeting deadlines. I'm enjoying what I want to do with my life, no matter what it takes. Because I always seem to surprise myself as soon as I stop giving up.

Recently, This Interior is what I am For

2009-02-10T10:03:00.000-08:00

More poorly taken photos of this gray little apartment, can be found here.

Tournament

2009-02-08T19:09:00.000-08:00

I started posting these photos, then Radiohead...well Tom Yorke just started playing the Grammys with a marching band.

"How come I end up where I started? How come I end up where I went wrong?"

bye.

Acid Tiger

2009-02-08T08:21:00.000-08:00

It was 6 degrees outside and we had a photo shoot planned. Me and my Floridian skin decided the best idea for the shoot involved disassembling my entire living room, setting up my slightly broken and missing lights, and shooting dudes in the Brooklyn woods.

I'm pleased with the results and the good news for them!

Dear You.

2009-02-04T15:13:00.000-08:00

Clit Boner Cute

2009-02-01T10:33:00.000-08:00

This week I ate fine foods
Exposed myself to art from the most amazing museums in the world
Came to realizations of the Ying and Yang of my fears
Mixed pain killers until i came up with the perfect concoction to keep me happy and awake while keeping the swelling of my victoriously bruised extremities at ease

But for some reason all I feel like i need to share is how cute I think Samantha Ronson looks, for a change.

Keepin' McBoing-Boing alive

2009-01-25T14:14:00.000-08:00

Recently, I found out that the animators at Cartoon Network had decided that it was a good idea to redo the cartoon Gerald McBoing-Boing.

(Ugh.)

Sorry. Wrong again, 'creative' minds of this ridiculous millennium.

It's not that the new version is horrible, but it was ART. Not just another thing to feed to people with no imagination and attention span.

Gerald McBoingBoing was a cartoon adapted from a Seuss story, and turned into a cartoon by Phil Eastman and Bill Scott, at UPA Studios.

The cartoon was made after a major price cutting in animation. The animators involved, considered Gerald McBoing-Boing an artistic exercise and not just a way to produce cheap cartoons.

The character and adaptation was dubbed with the popular voice of 'yesteryear' Harold Peary

because no character in the cartoon was meant to talk. No talking friends. No talking dog.

Just Peary and a score by composer Gail Kubik.

(Peary)

Dr. Seuss has already had Universal Studios and Mike Meyers give him a had for his already turned body, from his grave, so I'm sure that man is probably thinking "of course you would rape my work. whatever. at least my family is filthy rich"

But if I were part of the animation team that created McBoing-Boing, I think i would be ticked.

People create these shows, just shitting on the studios that put them into motion.

United Productions of America (UPA):

The studio primed between the 40's and the 60's. It was founded after the 1941 Disney strike, by some bright folks who decided that making animation into some form of realisim as aposed to a creative entity on its own, was bullshit.

The UPA has an easily identifiable style, to this day, from always experimanting with character design and perspective.

John Hubley lead the team of animation into becoming what it was, and shortly after he was fired, UPA studios kind of went to shit.

(A 1952 piece from John Hubley from UPA's Rooty Toot)

The main realization of what i appreciate about animation, hit me today.

If at any given moment, you should be able to pause a well made cartoon, and be able to imagine that illustration as a print.

Harvey Milk

2009-01-24T12:26:00.000-08:00

I saw Milk last night with a few close friends, in Chelsea.

Fitting.

Sean Penn is amazing. He always has an element of himself in all of his roles, no matter how versatile they are. I spent the first 5 minutes of every Sean Penn movie, adjusting and then i let him blow my mind.

Defamer put it perfectly. Sean Penn put on his 'Horshackian' voice again, for this role. ha

Its difficult to figure out how to explain the movie other than amazing cinematography and acting, since all of Gus Van Sants movies are very simplistic and allow the performances within it, stand out.

oh and P.S. fuck James Franco.

I hate him and hope he does because hes so charming that i drives me crazy. Hes not unbelievably hot, but he has those stupid weirdo glossy squinty eyes which he uses to summon tears in every role.

Hes playing Allen Ginsberg in a movie coming out called Howl.

His mother is a poet, and hes playing a gay poet. This shows that hes going to dominate the role, and I'm not going to be able to watch it because seeing him and knowing that being his friend is as unattainable as owning a farm of lampreys.

UGH! Ew! Quit trying to show me you're nipple. I hate you.

Yeah. use that deodorant. You smell like aids.

As for Harvey Milk, himself. Before being an activist, he was a recreational photographer!

He used a 35mm Nikon Nippon Kogaku

He opens Castro Camera after taking a roll of film to a local pharmacy by his new home San Francisco, only to find that the Irish workers had ruined his photos.

The two above images were of Milks NY boyfriend, Joe Campbell. Long after these photos were taken, Campbell became part on New Yorks hustling Warholian scene, was dubbed Sugar Plum Fairy, and used in Lou Reeds song Walk on the Wild Side

The Fetish

2009-01-18T12:12:00.000-08:00

Photos by ohChloe 2009

Twa Terminal Tag

2009-01-13T08:23:00.000-08:00

I've been tagged

Here are the rules.

1.go to your documents

2. go to your 6th file.

3.go to your 6th picture.

4. blog about it.

5. tag 6 friends to do the same.

...I cheated. I've been so busy, that there is rarity in being able to get on my laptop.

So I've taken my flash dive, hooked it into the computer at work, and gone to the 6th photo on it.

Its a photo of terminal 5, that I took after dropping my close friend off at the Jet Blue terminal back to Florida. While he sat on the plane, delayed due to the intense snow that was beginning to stick, I procrastinated my long train ride home and attempted to teach myself some new photo tricks.

This photo was an example of one of my first long exposure shots, while balancing the camera on my knee, with the hood of my winter jacket hovering over me, to block out the glare of the window and the railing that i had wedged myself between, for about an hour.

That night, I was spending my time looking at the building that had sparked my interest in fake future, architecture of the 1960s, and flight in general. It was the terminal that I had gawked at, every time my mother or grandmother brought me to the airport since I was too young to care about anything but shapes and colors.

I never got to go into it since my family was dedicated to the deals and security that Delta gave for unattended children.

Photo of jetBlues new carousel. by me.

Originally the TWA Flight Center by Eero Saarinen, a Finnish architect that was known in the 50's for his attention to curves and cantilevered forms.
Saarinen died in 1961, a year before the Flight Center was completed.
During its construction, the engineers apparently had shit fits, trying to figure out how to contain the concrete reinforcements. In the end, they bent paperclips over the model, to decide on the final shaping of the rebar
This building was the first airline terminal to have closed circuit television, a central public address system, baggage carousels, an electronic schedule board and precursors to the now ubiquitous baggage weigh-in scales
The main section of Terminal 5 was shut down in 2001, when TWA was bought by American Airlines.
In 2002, the terminal was used for the filming of Catch Me if You Can.
In 2004 19 artists from 10 different countries, including Douglas Coupland, WK, and Vanessa Beecroft, did an illegal exhibit in terminal 5 which was technically open for a single minute, before being shut down by Port Authority.
The pieces from that exhibit are apparently still in Terminal 5.
JetBlue took over a portion of Terminal 5, in October 2008 by demolishing its peripheral gates, and reconstructing them to fit 26 planes.
The idea of turning the terminal into a resturaunt or conference center, has been tossed around for years. But the main hub is still a mess of construction.

Holiday Representative.

2009-01-11T13:38:00.000-08:00

I've added the first 'set' of my new year.

"Out With The Old" photos by me! the ohChloe

Christmas Trees are items that seem like an extremely important accessory to ones life, at a certain point in time. We pretend to respect them because we are 'environmentally friendly', for 11 months out of the year, then that one month comes along and we decide that although we are hurting and killing them, we still love and respect them. Thats why we uproot them from their flourishing lives and cover them in tensile to talk about and use, before being tossed and forgotten, then recollected the next year.

There is a metaphor in everything, if I think about it the right way.

Around the holidays, after being tossed about for years and considered obviously disposable, I was suddenly considered a valuable asset once again. The one to bring home for Christmas, to exchange gifts with, and to decorate these representatives of myself with.

But after a protest of the morbidly common.

A restraint to buy the tree for disposal this year.

As well as a revolt to have my roots watered before being tossed for a dog to shit upon somewhere on Graham Ave....again.

Day one of 2009, I came out on the other side, with friends who share the same eye for equality.

Who will text me about a dead tree they passed and thought about me.

Who try to motivate me with their project which coincidentally merges with mine.

A result of these photos, along side a sense of slight accomplishment, was that I received the Spirt Award for taking part in Ryans version of this! Ryan's version is very appropriate to the type of person I find in him. He motivates others to get off their ass and do something creative and inspiring. I was so happy with the outcome of his project. So many participants! I think I should give my spirt award right back to him.

The Dead Tree Project.

Transition Team 2009

2009-01-07T12:16:00.000-08:00

The full set of photos taken on New Years, can be seen here.

Happy New Year, Stupids

Diamond Dave Is Making My Day.

2009-01-07T08:10:00.000-08:00

Find YOUR favorite vocal turrets, on this amazing little website.

This Years Wrap Up In ohPhotos Vol. 1

2008-12-31T13:45:00.000-08:00

January 2008

February 2008

March 2008

This Years Wrap Up In ohPhotos Vol. 2

2008-12-31T10:11:00.000-08:00

April 2008

May 2008

June 2008

This Years Wrap Up In ohPhotos Vol. 3

2008-12-31T08:51:00.000-08:00

July 2008

August 2008

September 2008

This Years Wrap Up In ohPhotos Vol. 4

2008-12-31T07:31:00.000-08:00

October 2008

November 2008

December 2008

The Art Of Moneygami

2008-12-30T08:08:00.000-08:00

ffffound on this nifty swiss blog

To a Man with a Big Nose.

2008-12-28T09:00:00.001-08:00

To a Man with a Big Nose