“If nature has made you for a giver, your hands are born open, and so is your heart; and though there may be times when your hands are empty, your heart is always full, and you can give things out of that—warm things, kind things, sweet things—help and comfort and laughter—and sometimes gay, kind laughter is the best help of all"
Tokyo-born, London-based photographer Chino Otsuka takes the past and present photo project to a new level of expert photo manipulation with her series titled Imagine Finding Me. Rather than simply recreating old photographs as an adult, she inserts her present-day self into photos from her childhood. The result is an incredibly believable image that features photos of Otsuka as a little girl in the 70s and 80s standing side by side with herself as a modern-day woman.
Essentially, the series presents a double portrait of Otsuka and the many places she’s visited as a kid. With the advantages of using digital software and technology to merge her past and present self, the photographer is able to create these unique self-portraits. She says, “The digital process becomes a tool, almost like a time machine as I’m embarking on the journey to where I once belonged and at the same time becoming a tourist in my own history.”
subjects were recorded and photographed after being asked to talk about the best and worst day of their life in as much detail as possible. everyone was willing to reveal with words, but not everyone was willing to reveal with body language and facial expression. some people were uncomfortable and couldn’t finish the roll of film while others talked long after i was done shooting.
i was curious to see how much people would tell me without knowing any information about my best or worst day, and was surprised to find that it didn’t matter. i think people are private, but still looking for an excuse to just say things out loud.
things i told the internet, but didn’t tell my mom 35mm film scans some pictures about my backwards concept of privacy.
i. it’s getting bad again ii. this week i am struggling with self doubt and the transition from iced coffee to hot coffee iii. i want to puke and sleep for six days iv. i still can’t sit on your couch without shaking v. i need other people to validate that i am important because i can’t do it for myself vi. no one else has ever told me that i am desirable with the lights on
Ariana Page Russell is currently based out of Brooklyn, New York, USA. Russell has dermatographia, a condition in which her skin is hypersensitive, causing painless, temporary welts that emerge when lightly stroked, scratched, rubbed, and sometimes even slapped. Russell exploits her condition in her artwork by creating patterns on different parts of her body and photographing them as the skin becomes irritated and swells.
One Direction has splashed out $27,000 for seven nights stay. The palatial LA pad is going to be home to the boys for the last week of their North America tour, according to reports. The enormous mansion is shaped like the front half of a ship and boasts breathtaking views across the city and a huge 46ft swimming pool at the front. The home has five bedrooms, eight bathrooms, and an office. It sits on six levels and 11,000 square feet including the pool, two spas, a fire pit, a theater, a gym, a nightclub, a wine cellar, two kitchens, and parking for eight.
"Hardly anything is open 24h in Rome: a few bars, a few stores, self service gas stations and flower kiosks, a lot of flower kiosks. You can find them everywhere in the city and they never close. They never close. Their presence has always fascinated me, they seem like sentinels in the quiet roman night, small lighthouses populated by half-asleep immigrant workers. The photos were taken while wondering through the city in search of these islands of light and flowers."
Happy 50th Anniversary of the Equal Pay Act! (sort of). Here are some sobering visuals: For every dollar earned by a white man in America, a white woman earns, on average, 77 cents, a black woman earns 69 cents, and a Latina woman earns 57 cents (by the lovely Emily Nemens)