Nick Vreeland, Bill Cunningham photographed on the street in the 1980s.
Mary Ellen Mark Self-portrait with Marlon Brando on the Set of “Apocalpyse Now” 1979
Bruce Weber
Bert Stern on photographing Magnum members (circa 1961): “Magnum was having a meeting in New York, and I thought it would be fun to photograph them with an 8x10 camera, since they were well known for shooting with 35mm,” recalls Stern. Cartier-Bresson, notoriously shy about having his picture taken, complied–but with a caveat. “He asked me not to publish the picture,” says Stern, who put the contacts from the shoot away and forgot them. “Now, after 40 years, I don’t think Cartier-Bresson will mind.”
(Source: yimmyayo)
I just sold this print to an old neighbor friend of mine from Stanton Street, Sarah Archambault. I have no idea who the couple in this picture is, only that it was taken May 1, 2001 at a bar called Botanica, on Houston Street in Lower Manhattan. I remember who I was with that day, my roommates Patrick Witty and Craig Allen, and I kept noticing how this scene with the canoodling couple in the booth screamed “Photograph Me!” At some point Patrick and Craig both went to the bar to order another round and that’s when I shot this picture, so as not to draw attention to myself, or the couple. I don’t know, I am kind of self-conscious like that when photographing. I don’t want to be seen taking a picture. But I am super stoked Sarah will be giving this a good home.
Photo by David Andrako
“People are taking the piss out of you everyday. They butt into your life, take a cheap shot at you and then disappear. They leer at you from tall buildings and make you feel small. They make flippant comments from buses that imply you’re not sexy enough and that all the fun is happening somewhere else. They are on TV making your girlfriend feel inadequate. They have access to the most sophisticated technology the world has ever seen and they bully you with it. They are The Advertisers and they are laughing at you.
You, however, are forbidden to touch them. Trademarks, intellectual property rights and copyright law mean advertisers can say what they like wherever they like with total impunity.
Fuck that. Any advert in a public space that gives you no choice whether you see it or not is yours. It’s yours to take, re-arrange and re-use. You can do whatever you like with it. Asking for permission is like asking to keep a rock someone just threw at your head.
You owe the companies nothing. Less than nothing, you especially don’t owe them any courtesy. They owe you. They have re-arranged the world to put themselves in front of you. They never asked for your permission, don’t even start asking for theirs.
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This is what democracy looks like.
Today at Occupy Portland: Protester hit with pepper spray at point blank range.
How can anyone justify this?
Occupy Wall Street Projects Msg Onto Verizon Building
