Friday, September 30, 2011
Jesús preparing catch of mackerel, which he then personally fried for my friends and I at the Anna Maria City Pier Restaurant. Without exaggeration, I say to you it is probably the best fried fish I've ever had - and until now I've not even been a fan of mackerel!
Monday, September 26, 2011
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Saturday, September 24, 2011
I've always been fascinated by the Rothko-like blocks and shapes left behind when people try to cover up graffiti by hastily painting over it. In fact, I like it better than most graffiti.
But isn't throwing your own paint over someone else's paint on a wall just another form of graffiti? The end result of whitewashing over it is still wide-scale defacement of property via paint, so why bother? In many cases, a property owner's inept attempt at a cover-up is even more of an eyesore than the tagging they tried to obliterate. It's almost become a childish game in which the property owner knows they're making an even bigger mess of it themselves, but ruining the work of the anonymous "artist" is the only recourse they have for revenge.
The real question is, what if this had been the graffiti to start with? What if graffiti artists deliberately started painting these very same kind of blocks and shapes in the first place? Would someone come out and cover them up with an even bigger set of blocks and shapes, just for tit-for-tat's sake? Probably.
Friday, September 23, 2011
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
I'm not a big fan of using the blurry, wiggly, trippy effect of having a long exposure on photos that are meant to be documentarian - I'm continually amazed at how many photographers will post dozens of pictures of an art opening or a band's gig, and you can't even tell what you're looking at because everything's all tracered-out. Call me crazy, but I like pictures of stuff to look like the stuff.
Having said that, I did have fun last night playing with taking long-exposure photos of the road ahead, from the top of my steering wheel. And of course, the faster you drive, the more information is compressed into the exposure time and thus the more stretched and distorted everything gets beyond the vanishing point.
I'm easily amused.
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Monday, September 19, 2011
The blue elephants on this Butchertown duplex have always intrigued me. Is it a response to 21c's red penguins? And recently, there's a new addition: random letters and numbers applied, almost like fridge magnets, to the facade.