Tuesday, October 9, 2007

On new glasses

I miss trees that don’t have chiggers in them.

So my new prescription glasses came.. not sure how I feel about them now. I wasn’t sure when we ordered them, but I had very limited options as covered by my insurance. But I thought they might be a bit better than the glasses I was given after I lost my old pair (oops), which were some (literally) middle school girl frames.

Really awkward mirror pictures.



Please ignore how my arm seems to have nothing to do with my torso.

Are they any better?

damn my nearsightedness.

posted by Ian Aleksander Adams at 11:38 am  

Monday, October 8, 2007

posted by Ian Aleksander Adams at 8:38 am  

Friday, October 5, 2007

An Excerpt

Given this climate, it is also unlikely that Quinn would have approved of Duchamp’s next sensation. In conjunction with the Independents’ show, he had arranged for a lecture by an old acquaintance from Paris, Arthur Cravan. Traveling on the same “old tub” as an unknown young Russian radical named Leon Trotsky, Cravan arrived in New York from Barcelona on January 13, 1917. In his autobiography, Trotsky admiringly remembered that the boxer Cravan “confesses openly that he prefers crashing Yankee jaws in a noble sport to letting some German stab him in his midriff.” The self-styled nephew of Oscar Wilde now billed himself as the “The World Champion at the Whorehouse.” Introduced by Duchamp as a Parisian authority on art, Cravan was soon asked to lecture on this subject before a select audience.

New York’s most prominent hostesses and their escorts crowded the Grand Central Gallery’s auditorium on the appointed evening, chattering and sipping cocktails as they awaited the lecture on modern art by the former editor of the Paris art magazine Maintenant. The buzzing grew louder as time passed and no lecturer appeared. Finally, after more than an hour’s wait, the audience quieted as the 240-pound Cravan appeared on the podium. As Man Ray recalled the scene, “He came in with a red valise, already dead drunk… He slams the valise down on the table, opens it up and starts throwing out all his dirty linen.” His lecture on modern art consisted of shouting obscenities, including “one of the most insulting epithets in the English language.” As he spoke, Cravan began to strip off his clothes, tossing shirt, pants, socks indiscriminately into the elegant crowd. Before the end of the “lecture,” the police arrived to drag him off, in handcuffs to the police station. Walter Arensberg, tolerant to the end, later bailed Cravan out and took him home, where a “beaming” Duchamp joined them, burbling, “What a wonderful lecture.”

from Marcel Duchamp: The Bachelor Stripped Bare by Alice Goldfarb Marquis

posted by Ian Aleksander Adams at 11:31 am  

Wednesday, October 3, 2007

I have submitted two photographs to the recent JPG Magazine categories. I appreciate every vote, very much.
The other two things you can vote on, besides the picture above, are a selections from the badnews series, and this singular image.

If I can generate some interest, maybe I can realize it as intended.

Please, link me to your entries as well. I would like to see them.

posted by Ian Aleksander Adams at 6:29 pm  

Wednesday, October 3, 2007

A polaroid of Eli I took this summer while we were waiting to get into a rental studio to shoot.

posted by Ian Aleksander Adams at 3:42 am  

Tuesday, October 2, 2007

20×24 Mixed Media.

This is about the extent of my non-photography art skills.

posted by Ian Aleksander Adams at 11:12 am  

Monday, October 1, 2007

The Fashion Haus asked me to shoot some work for them.

I told them I would only do it if I could shoot with the camera I inherited from grandma,
only shoot film, and only shoot in natural light
and they’d have to pay for all my film, processing, proof prints, etc.
I thought they’d stop bugging me, but instead they agreed.
I’m actually having a lot more fun with it than I thought I would.
I guess fashion style work isn’t so so bad if I get complete aesthetic freedom with paid expenses.

So here’s a preview of the kind of stuff I’m going to be doing for them.

I shot these last weekend, they’re both outtakes from the calender shoot, crap scans from 5×5 prints.
I think the expressions in this one are hilarious, but it’s not really usable because of them.

I made some money with photography, and found some really good deals (avg 3 bucks a book!)
so I just ordered three books on Duchamp, including a collection of his writings,
three Haruki Murakami novels,
and Critique of Pure Reason by Kant.

I am such a happy boy right now.

posted by Ian Aleksander Adams at 3:59 pm  

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