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Today’s Ecstasy

Posted by on Sep 23, 2015 in Death, Hispanic, History, Humor, Photo, Politics, Religion, Security, Spectacle, Violence, Women |

— Going All Out for the Papal Visit — [a picture is again worth a thousand words] – What does “ecstasy” look like these days? (Sister Mary Gabriel of the Sisters of Life is screened at the Basilica of the National Shrine of the Immaculate Conception. Washington, D.C. – Wednesday September 23, 2015) – “Beyond the Finish Line” and other photographs by Josh Haner […]

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Salgado & The Salt of the Earth – a review

Posted by on May 16, 2015 in Art, Care, Death, Doc, Eco, Film, France, Highlights, Human Rights, Native, Now, Peace, Photo, Politics, Racism, Review, Spectacle, STL, Travel, Wars, Women, World |

It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see. — Henry David Thoreau. My review: Like Don McCullin, another photographer who has been on the alert for a very long time, Sebastião Salgado cares very much about the entire planet. SalgadoSML Salgado with the statuesque features of a Greek oracle figure looks straight at us; what is to be revealed?
As he plunges over and over into the “heart of darkness” without renouncing its splendor, it is as if his own heart’s chambers expand each time. […]

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ERVIN MARTON IN LOS ANGELES

Posted by on May 12, 2015 in Art, Doc, Ego, France, Idées, Now, Photo, Poet |

May 14th – July 3rd, 2015 – Cohen Gallery is pleased to announce ERVIN MARTON – PARIS: THE POSTWAR YEARS, an exhibition of work from internationally celebrated classic photographer Ervin Marton (1912 – 1968). Born in Budapest, Austria-Hungary in 1912, Marton was trained in drawing and sculpture as a youth, and taught himself photography. By the mid-1930s, Paris had grown as a haven for artists as well as… […]

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Syria: Outrage Is Not Enough

Posted by on Nov 29, 2014 in Action, Doc, Genocide, Human Rights, Middle-East, Now, Photo, Politics, Racism, US, Wars, World | 2 comments

“‘I and millions of Syrians feel depressed when we see that the killer of thousands of prisoners is left unchecked… I have risked my life and the life of my immediate family, and even exposed my relatives to extreme danger, in order to stop the systematic torture that is practiced by the regime against prisoners,” Caesar wrote. “What is it that you can possibly do to prevent the killing, especially since there are more than 150,000 prisoners in the jails of the regime awaiting this black fate?” – Caesar was photographing accident scenes for the military police when the Syrian conflict erupted. He and several fellow photographers soon found themselves photographing dozens of bodies a day, many of which displayed signs of torture. Convinced that he was documenting war crimes, Caesar downloaded copies of the photos on thumb drives, sneaked them out of his office and transferred them to a hard drive, keeping a grisly record of the deaths for more than two years. But when asked to train a successor, he became alarmed that the government might be on to him, and he defected, taking a hard drive that he says documents more than 10,000 deaths.” […]

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Les Nuits de Michaux’s Nights

Posted by on Nov 29, 2013 in Art, Ego, France, Highlights, Humor, Mystery, Peace, Photo, Poet, Sci/Nat, Theater, Time, World |

Like Cioran, Lévinas, Michaux was often awake at night… Moi: L’insomnie des longues nuits./Me: The insomnia of long nights. Des fourmis rouges et leur acide formique une semaine plus tard…/ Fire ants and their formic acid a week later… Michaux: “Dans le secret de ma petite chambre, je pète à la figure de mon Roi… Cependant il est bien évident que c’est lui le Roi, et moi son sujet, son unique sujet.” – “In the secrecy of my little room, I fart in my King’s face… However, it is quite obvious that he is the King, and I his subject, his only subject.” Extrait de Le Grand Combat (1927) “Il l’emparouille et l’endosque contre terre ;
Il le rague et le roupète jusqu’à son drâle ; Il le pratèle et le libucque et lui barufle les ouillais…” /Excerpt from Le Grand Combat (1927) “He grabowerates him and grabacks him to the ground; He rads him and rabarts him to his drat; He braddles him and lippucks him and prooks his bawdles… ” […]

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