Friday, July 31, 2009
I came upon on this angle when
strolling through Central Park
early one morning recently.
The dead branches seemed a
fitting frame for The Dakota.
Since John Lennon was shot
in front of the entrance
and movies like Rosemary's Baby
I always see the building
in a darker shade.
Thursday, July 30, 2009
I don't want to go to rehab, no, no, no.
Well, that's one of the songs the kids do.
Miss Independant is another.
Holiday by Green Day.
And a rap song that uses a vocabulary
us grown-ups are not allowed to pronounce.
Not in front of kids. But apparently they can, in front of us.
Monday, July 27, 2009
No, I didn't take this picture.
However, it is from the land I was born in.
It's a beautiful picture.
What I like about it is that none of
the people in the image is perfect.
Aside from the kid
they are old and not in shape.
But the light and the composition
make it look fantastic.
Maybe it really does look better
because the people in it
are not perfect.
It makes me think
the picture wasn't actually arranged.
Unfortunately the name of the photographer
was not mentioned in www.resume.se
where i saw it.
Sunday, July 26, 2009
The guy was totally oblivious
to the world around him.
As I wrote last time I posted his image
it sounded as if he was
teaching someone self defense.
it also sounded as if he was
acting in a Bruce Lee movie.
With a script beyond bone breaking kicks and punches.
He handed out moral advice on all sort of things
in the process of kicking an imaginary ass.
Frequently using Shakespearian language.
Well, I reckon Shakespeare actually wrote most of
Bruce Lee's movies after all.
As he's sort of co-written most every play ever since.
The fine line between a lunatic and an artist is indeed fine.
Maybe it's just an agent.
I really enjoyed the show.
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Friday, July 24, 2009
I'm no car enthusiast.
But I do like the automobile designs
of the fifties and early sixties.
Maybe because my dad had a couple
of old cars like this when I was a kid.
He got them cheap I guess.
Nobody else had cars like us.
I loved those cars then.
All other cars were bland in comparison.
This one I found parked in a street in Chelsea.
And might belong to an actor.
There was a movie script on
the passenger seat in front.
It's a Chrysler Saratoga, 1957.
I know it's correct, I've checked
with a guy who knows his cars.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
You might argue that
a bit of grass,
a few nicely designed benches,
some pretty flowers,
all elevated about three or four stories
above street level
wouldn't be a great deal, as such.
It does give this fabulous city yet
a new perspective.
Oh, sorry, the image is not clearly
showing what it really is.
It's the high line park.
The latest attraction for both
New Yorkers and out-of-towners.
Monday, July 20, 2009
Sunday, July 19, 2009
I spent about 6 years of my life
looking out over Leidseplein in Amsterdam.
What I first thought would be one year, maybe two, at most,
suddenly turned into a third year and so on.
If the company I worked for
hadn't been sold I might still have been there.
The weather was crap.
Saturday, July 18, 2009
Friday, July 17, 2009
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
In Memory of Jan Cederquist who passed away July 7.
I'm really sorry I post this so late,
but I simply didn't know how to express myself.
Jan was one of the foremost copywriters in Sweden.
Perhaps the best copywriter who's ever worked in the industry.
He didn't so much sell as he made people want to buy.
(I stole that line from an insert in Campaign.)
I've had the pleasure to work with him.
As an art director.
First he agreed to write an add in a series for Linotype typography I devised.
(Other writers of the campaign included giants such David Abbott, David Metcalf, Lasse Collin...)
Eventually I got to work with him at Hall & Cederquist.
Which was arguably the best agency in Sweden.
Hall, Stjernholm and Skogh were the other three oringal members of the agency.
Aside from that it was populated by many other stars.
Jan attracted giants. He made them grow even higher.
How the heck I qualified still puzzles me.
I will for ever be grateful for the moments
I worked with Jan,
and for all the time I stole from him just hear him talk.
I probably talked too much myself.
Just to see what the response would be.
He was truly generous with everything.
He's also partly responsible for my interest in photography.
He sponsored the first Hasselblad camera
I ever had the opportunity to use.
Now, Jan was not just a copywriter.
He was way more. He was a philosopher.
And he wrote real books.
A fervent enemy of ridiculous bureaucracy.
I totally symphatized with everything he stood for.
I also discovered that advertising could be so much more than hard sell
when reading the book "Ord till Salu" (Words for Sale"),
in which he had written a very important chapter.
I remember the firs time I met him.
I went to his agench to apply for a job I think.
Or maybe just to try to talk myself into one.
I was shown into his office.
He was on the phone but gestured me
to sit down nevertheless.
It was apparently from a potential client,
or maybe even an existing client wanting to change some ad?
In his warm, calm voice,
he simply declared that the agency didn't do "that sort of advertising",
but there would certainly be many others out there who would gladly do it.
I knew then that I absolutely had to work there.
He didn't want to see my work.
He referred it to Lars Hall, his art director partner.
That was Jan. He left air to breath for everyone.
Actually, I think he created oxygen for all of us.
These flowers are for you.
an advertising agency
in New York City.
Monday, July 13, 2009
Saturday, July 11, 2009
Just to break my own
sort of "law" of the last few days.
Here's a very deliberate image.
Or is it?
I didn't create these flowers.
Neither did I design the vase.
Nor did I build the building,
positioning the window,
through which some rather useful light came in,
making this image possible.
I didn't even arrange the flowers.
I did not build the camera.
I just brought it along.
That makes me a creator of this image.
That is rather amazing, isn't it?
Okay, I admit, i turned the vase around
to make sure the composition spoke to me.
That is different from street photography.
You can't rearrange the street.
You can only wait for it to happen.
Friday, July 10, 2009
right now I'm in a period of sort of random images,
not worrying too much about composition
or whether something fantastic happens.
Just everyday scenes.
i've noticed that I'm personally drawn
to that sort of randomness
when it comes to
looking at other peoples images.
Sometimes such mundane
images say more
than images that clearly say something.
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Monday, July 6, 2009
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Friday, July 3, 2009
the shake shack in Madison Square Park
shot before the leaves grew back on the trees.
I am a summer person.
Hate cold. At least in the city.
As for photography winters are often better.
There is more drama.
And trees are way more interesting without leaves.
Plus you see what's behind them.
in this case a backdrop that is lost in the summer.
Thursday, July 2, 2009
How often isn't utilitarian design
simply so much more interesting than
design trying to be attractive.
Break this piece down element
by element and it's not particularly elegant.
Badly kerned Helvetica.
A standard diamond pattern surrounding the type.
A clumsily stylized fish. It's small. See it?
Some roughly cut holes.
Together it's a piece of art.
Especially when lit by nature's own