Make visible what, without you, might perhaps never have been seen.
btw I might have some bad news, although I have nothing to do with bits&bites might be closing soon due to tumblr policy - i was accused for copyright violation too many times now from some vile person from Man Ray foundation for some posts that are two or three years old… and now they’re threatening to delete my account… anyway, I will be deleting most of my Man Ray posts (not sure how to figure out which ones are NOT belonging to MRF and there’s around 350 of them) to try to avoid that final warning notice I got from “dear tumblr” and try to keep the rest of the archive online and running, and I don’t even know if they’re deleting all my side tumblrs like queering and turnofthecentury as well, that would be such a shame, really love those blogs and know many of you do too… lets hope that’s not going to happen but still, now if I suddenly vanish, you’ll know why ;/
it’s been around four years I’ve been on tumblr and even if I’m not an active user for a year or two now I still love hanging around here from time to time and get back to some of you I adore for years now , it would be really saddening to see that opportunity taken away from me..so if it really happens you can always track me down on some other networks like ig or fb or send an email to bidzibidzi at gmail dot com
thank you for coming back
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in)(between gallery presents for the first time in Europe, the series « Fuck » by Tenmei Kanoh. These nude photographs were made in 1969 during an orgy happening in the New York studio of Japanese contemporary artist Yayoi Kusama.
from ex La Lettre and ex Le Journal now L’Oeil de la Photographie
Strangelives is a series of fictional biographies told with images rather than words. It is the recognition that any life, when viewed from the exterior, consists of a hodgepodge of anecdote, happenstance, mood, and place. To construct a life, to imagine the existence of another singular human being, is to bear witness to a string of accident and intention, risks taken, adventures endured, loves won or lost. Strangelives are the stories told by a collective of photographers from all over the world, and are pieced together with images that share a common aesthetic and narrative sensibility, despite being completely unrelated in space and time. These photographic poems en prose are intended less to provide a linear narrative of a fictional life than to invite viewers to re-arrange, re-interpret, and re-imagine each individual existence according to their own guise and pleasure. They are a reminder of the extraordinary chance of each and every life, whether real or fictional, strange or ordinary.
Exhibition opens: Friday, 13 September 2013
Exhibition dates: 13 September - 8 October 2013
Artget Gallery, Cultural Center, Trg Republike 5- Belgrade, Serbia.
welcome to our city strange-rs :)
Otto Skowranek, Olga Desmond – Sword Dance, 1908
Gelatin silver print
© Staatliche Museen zu Berlin, Kunst-bibliothek
from the exhibition: ‘The naked truth and more besides: nude photography around 1900′ at the Museum for photography, Berlin
I want a storm to come and flood us into a song that no one wrote.
It’s been a while since I posted anything of my own work so here’s a piece of our Habitat that we built when we were at Lefkada Island this June.
Photogenic Alchemy is an exercise in controlled chaos and a study in the science of art. By breaking down silver salts and celluloid to it’s elemental form, I’ve created a dark and gritty apocalyptic world. It is a world that seems to be dissolving right before our eyes. Toxic and fascinating, each new roll of film left me intrigued. I couldn’t wait to try the next substance on my ever increasing list.
Matthew Cetta (Synapse Shots)
I was entering into another dimension of existence. ‘I’ was not. Everything was totally dissolved into a flow of matter continuously moving. No time, no space. A feeling of color, but indescribable. Feeling of movement mainly. Awareness that I, the others, are only collections of clusters of molecules, which are all part of the same stream.
— Timothy Leary
Source: Flickr / aliscarpulla
I feel as if I’m always on the verge of waking up.
We can only love what we know, and we can never know completely what we do not love. Love is a mode of knowledge…
Tomorrow, Saturday evening, from 6-10pm at Reverse Gallery in Williamsburg, Brooklyn:
Come take a look at our recent works, and say hello!