Les images de la NASA qui vont suivre possèdent un délicieux parfum d’antan : ce n’est pas l’effet d’un filtre vintage, mais bien parce qu’elles ont été prises dans les années 60 et 70. Et ont été récemment scannées et mises à disposition sur Internet : vous allez y passer des heures. Déjà, lancez cette vidéo d’un concert de Joe Hisaishi dirigeant 800 choristes, qui sera la bande originale parfaite de ce post : Il y a quelques jours, la NASA et l’Université d’Arizona ont publié une immense archive des images prises durant les missions Gemini et Mercury.
Muhammad Ali’s first sounds were “Gee-Gee, Gee-Gee.” His beautiful mother Odessa Clay called her son “G-G” for the rest of her life, and years later, Ali would say, “After I won the Golden Gloves, I told Mama that from the very beginning, I was trying to say, ‘Golden Gloves.’ ” So began the life of Muhammad Ali, who celebrates his 70th birthday today. Though many know him as the greatest boxer of all time, few know that it was actually the theft of his bicycle at age 12 that began his boxing career. After the bike was stolen, Ali ran to the police station, threatening to “whup whoever stole my bike.” Joe Martin, a white Louisville, Ky., policeman, told him he had better learn to fight, and in his spare time, he took Ali under his wing and taught him the ropes. Ali won his first fight six weeks later.
Earlier this year, David Guttenfelder, chief Asia photographer for the Associated Press, along with Jean H. Lee, AP bureau chief in Seoul, were granted unprecedented access to parts of North Korea. The pair made visits to famous sites accompanied by government minders.
This series is an exploration into the tattoos, and lives, of members of South Africa’s ‘Numbers’ prison gangs (the 26s, 27s & 28s) after having been released back into society, normally after many years, if not decades, of imprisonment. Tattooing has always been forbidden in the South African prison system, with severe penalties, but the drive to create these marks is so strong that tattooing equipment will be created somehow.Pigment will come from grinding up rubbish bins, industrial rubber washers, batteries, or bricks. This will then be mixed with saliva, and will be pushed under the skin with nails pulled out of furniture, or sewing needles. Tattoos may convey rankings within the hierarchy of the Number, may be testimonies to a crime committed, or may sometimes be a rather more personal statement: like a message of blame, threat, or regret, or a tribute to a loved one. A “Numbers” gangster can read another’s life story simply through the markings he has.
Wayne Levin has spent a career photographing the eerie and mysterious underwater world. Working in black and white, he removes the surface illusions about the ocean and the assumptions about underwater photography. Levin earned his B.F.A. from the San Francisco Art Institute and his M.F.A. from Pratt Institute in New York.
A Year In Misery: The 2011 Failed States Index Hear the words "failed state," and a certain unshakable set of images likely floods your vision. There is poverty, insecurity, and a disregard for human dignity.
Reading this week’s fiction piece, Julian Barnes’s “ Homage to Hemingway ,” brought back memories of growing up in Miami, where my best friend had a six-toed cat named Tina—short for Ernestina, and purportedly a descendant of one of Hemingway’s Key West cats —and led me to discover a treasure trove of Hemingway photographs at the JFK Library . Here are some of my favorites. Ernest Hemingway fishing, Key West, 1928.
Five years ago, web designer Matthew McVickar decided to give one lucky disposable camera a free vacation, sending it through the mail from Cape Cod, Massachusetts to Honolulu, Hawaii with the instructions “Take a photo before you pass it on!”. When he got the camera back, there were seven photographs taken by various workers in the United States Postal Service that show the cameras journey (and the inner workings of the USPS!). He also tried sending three more cameras on vacations to Washington, Japan, and Massachusetts from Hawaii, but none of them were returned.
BLACK HIROSHIMA: A Time After Crack Words by Micheal A. Gonzales | Images by Akintola Hanif Share Growing-up in Harlem during the pre-crack era of the 1970s, hip-hop mantras of hoes and hate wasn’t how we were raised. Our mothers and fathers, most who were real adults by the time they birthed us, some who had grown-up under segregation and/or Jim Crow, wanted a better tomorrow for their children. Hell, even cats that were number runners and hustlers reinforced the positive words of Martin Luther King and Malcolm X as they encouraged neighborhood kids to stay in school and “grow-up to be somebody.”
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Kuznetsky Most street, here We have already published some photo galleries of Moscow from the 1980s and 1960s. Now a great leap follows back in time, to the beginning of the 1930s. The Kremlin from the Bolshoi Kamenny Most, here The Library of the University of California in 1971 received the photo legacy of photographer and travelogue lecturer Branson DeCou from his heirs.
TotallyCoolPix is all about the images and this is a retrospect all about the years 2000-2010 aka The Noughties. We could write about September 11th 2001 or the tsunami or countless earthquakes or the Middle East conflict or Barack Obama or Michael Schumacher or Saddam Hussein or Facebook or the human race. But we’ll let the pictures speak for themselves.
I love old photos. I admit being a nosey photographer. As soon as I step into someone else’s house, I start sniffing for them.