Polaroid Transfer Print

Last year while visiting NYC, I bought a matted polaroid transfer print at the Brooklyn Flea.  The print fits perfectly in a wooden frame that I picked up from a yard sale years ago.  Now this hangs next to my bed.

  

Seems that the photographer's most popular photos are flaccid "girls" stuff that leaves me cold, but his other work is cool.  Shown above is Seattle Trees.  

The Green Table

I have never been a dancer, but I love the ballet.  This year for the first time, I secured season tickets to the Joffrey Ballet, thanks to an excellent groupon deal.  Their first production was Human Landscapes, a series of three shorter ballets that included The Green Table, described as "a dance of death in eight scenes."

While I have seen some less traditional productions, such as Rites of Spring, most of the ballets have been traditional - think Swan Lake and Giselle.  The Green Table was a different experience for me: an overtly political, anti-war ballet. Beginning and ending with ghoulish political theater, the ballet focuses on the human consequences that result when futile negotiations lead to war.  One-by-one, Death dancing with the war's victims, soldiers, civilians, and refugees.  Striking piano music accompanies the dancing, creating an overall effect of chilling beauty.

The Green Table was first produced 80 years ago, between the First and Second World Wars. Unfortunately, the symbolism is just as fitting for our modern day circumstances, with its drone strikes and Gaza Strip.  The clip below shows the "negotiations" and the entrance of Death (opening credits end at 40 seconds).  The rest of the production is also available on YouTube.

A Roll of Film from Paris

I returned from a trip to Europe on Monday.  London, Paris and Amsterdam were my destinations, with a quick stop-over in Dublin.  I've been developing my film since, slowly, roll-by-roll.  Here is every picture from one roll of Kodak Tmax 400 from my Mamiya 645 - all 15 photos in the order I took them.  

Sigh.  I want to return already.  Paris is the most beautiful city.  I could walk around Paris taking photos forever.

Diana Vreeland

"I believe you see, in the dream. I think we only live through our dreams and our imagination. That's the only reality we really ever know.”

— Diana Vreeland in A Question of Style: A Conversation with Diana Vreeland by Lally Weymouth, Rolling Stone Magazine, 1977.

Watched this film last night.  I do not agree with all of her statements, but I respect and adore a woman with a strong point of view.

The Family Farm

My husband grew up on a 280 acre farm in North Carolina.  Here are some photos I took while we were visiting the in-laws last week.  {Using my Rolleiflex TLR and Kodak Ektar 100 film}

Very quiet out there, especially compared to our lives in Chicago! 

P.S. The farm in the winter snow.

Golden Hour

My nephew loves the waves.  Taken with my Rollei TLR and Kodak Portra 800 film.

Beach at Dusk

After the blazing midday, after the sunset, after the golden hour.  Dusk.

Captured with my Rolleiflex TLR and Kodak Portra 800 film at around 8:30 p.m.

I enjoy evenings and nights on the beach because the bright midday sun always burns my skin.

p.s. Loving the beach polaroids by Gabrielle Kai.