What happens to lovers while they are sleeping? Is it a sleeping just next to each other, each on his own, or is there a sharing of certain places or emotions? Is it a nocturnal lover’s dance, maybe a kind of unaware performed tenderness, or does one turn the back on each other? Is there a conjunction with the other with one’s self?
One of the first iPhone slow motion videos to make the rounds is 15 seconds of a pair of breasts bouncing up and down.
I’m worried about humanity.
Photo nerds, this is for you.
Shot on a pinhole camera aka “one matchbox, a roll of 35mm film, a pinhole in a small square of tin foil, lots and lots of black rubber tape.”
Yesterday I witnessed a double rainbow and I can confirm that it was a religious experience. I was driving up the New Jersey turnpike when this act of nature occurred, which explains the porta potty. A sublime composition.
Can you tell the difference between these Black & White movies?
I spoke to the cinematographer behind Joss Whedon’s Much Ado About Nothing on the future of monochrome and it was eye-opening.
Alexander Graham Bell and Mabel kissing within a tetrahedral kite, October 1903.
Photograph courtesy Library of Congress
Governors Island, New York City, NY