The Fase of Sound

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. 

Bitches, Bridges, and Bedrooms

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.

• Phone calls made in fits of horror, as I tried to rush back into manhattan after 'running away' just didn't work out.
• Throwing mix CDs of love, over its edge.
• Taking boat trips so that I would be able to just take photos of its underbelly.
• Having first listens of music made by friends, on my way out of the city.
• Looking into open apartment windows of converted storage areas and visually upsetting glass buildings, to see how rich people decorate and arrange their lighting.
• Wishing I could shop at the Bridge Market regularly.
• Smoking cigarettes at the park that went along the East River, staring at the bridge traffic and thinking about the ten most important items in my life.
• And freaking out every single time TO THIS DAY, about driving up the onramp into the city.

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.

Guy Bourdin

• 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:

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

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)

Steven Meisel

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

Domestic Bliss

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

Kids! Stay Down!

Photography of Jan Von Holleben

The Fetish

Photos by ohChloe 2009

Transition Team 2009

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

Happy New Year, Stupids