Outram Road Prison
Thursday, 28 July 2011
Discerningly judging
Years ago now I was wondering about judgement - and as I gently enquired without insisting on learning, I was gently provided with information.
Judgement needs to be made but to give judgement justice, it needs time.
Judgement cannot be made by time alone.
Bliss
XX
Judgement needs to be made but to give judgement justice, it needs time.
Judgement cannot be made by time alone.
Bliss
XX
Moon rise
There is a beautiful silvery light breaking through the darkness. A darkness that is more than just a room with no light. It's a darkness that actually has removed the light. A darkness that is not just around me it is actually a physical being that is upon me, all around me. And it's lifting. I feel more engaged with me recently. It is with relief. And with the silvery light I feel awe and wonder in not just the world and Universe but with my path.
My heart is singing and my soul is flying. It is sure to pass but so does the darkness.
I want to dance and play in the silvery light whilst it glistens all around me.
I am about to embark on new set of step work. I know already that it is a look beneath another layer of the onion skin and am excited to discover and new depth of myself.
I would so like to be brave enough to put the writing on this blog but bloody hell that would require me to truly trust andyou know what? Sadly I am afraid still.
Perhaps there is a way I can use the awareness in another form, maybe fiction.
Crikey! This will be the most personally revealing stpe work so far. The layers are peeling away.
I am sad about the bi-polar though. I am sad what this can do. I LOVE LOVE adore the highs and even the nuttiness that this can involve. It's just adventurous although at times quite dangerous and potentially destructive. The lows can kill in another way. I really don't find it wasy how they seem to blacken the flow of spirit and will to live.
I can't truly begin to put into words how wonderful it feels to be showering in silvery light. I know it can be a fleeting moment. It could be longer but I amwriting this to cherish the moment.
It' a funny, wiggeldy, piggeldy path ......
Life can be hell, or life can be heaven, all dependent on your own outlook and vision
Bliss
XX
My heart is singing and my soul is flying. It is sure to pass but so does the darkness.
I want to dance and play in the silvery light whilst it glistens all around me.
I am about to embark on new set of step work. I know already that it is a look beneath another layer of the onion skin and am excited to discover and new depth of myself.
I would so like to be brave enough to put the writing on this blog but bloody hell that would require me to truly trust andyou know what? Sadly I am afraid still.
Perhaps there is a way I can use the awareness in another form, maybe fiction.
Crikey! This will be the most personally revealing stpe work so far. The layers are peeling away.
I am sad about the bi-polar though. I am sad what this can do. I LOVE LOVE adore the highs and even the nuttiness that this can involve. It's just adventurous although at times quite dangerous and potentially destructive. The lows can kill in another way. I really don't find it wasy how they seem to blacken the flow of spirit and will to live.
I can't truly begin to put into words how wonderful it feels to be showering in silvery light. I know it can be a fleeting moment. It could be longer but I amwriting this to cherish the moment.
It' a funny, wiggeldy, piggeldy path ......
Life can be hell, or life can be heaven, all dependent on your own outlook and vision
Bliss
XX
Hungarian Photography in the 20th Century foxy
Brassaï, Robert Capa, André Kertész, László Moholy-Nagy and Martin Munkácsi each left Hungary to make their names in Germany, France and the USA, and are now known for the profound changes they brought about in photojournalism, as well as abstract, fashion and art photography.
Others, such as Károly Escher, Rudolf Balogh and Jószef Pécsi remained in Hungary producing high-quality and innovatory photography. A display of approximately two hundred photographs ranging in date from c.1914–c.1989 will explore stylistic developments in photography and chart key historical events. These striking images will reveal the achievements of Hungarian photographers who left such an enduring legacy to international photography.
Exhibition organised by the Royal Academy of Arts on the occasion of the Hungarian Presidency of the EU 2011
Unless A cancels this is what I am looking forward to on Sunday. Royal Academy, London.
Capa
Brassai
Kertesz
Laszlo Moholy-Nagy
Munkacsi
Oddly enough I am going to see an exhibition of Frida's work next month. Feeling so so lucky.
I am liking Munkasci a lot. I read about the skill he showed in capturing action.
There are so many I truly like - I wouldn't know which one to print - someone choose one for me please. I bet I end up buying a book if there is one.
Self-taught, Martin worked since 1912 as a sports reporter in Budapest, and, in the early 1920s, started to publish his first photos. At the time, sports action photography could only be done in bright light outdoors. His innovation was to make sports pictures as meticulously composed action photographs, which required much artistic and technical skills
Munkácsi's break-through was to happen upon a fatal crime scene, which he photographed. Those photos affected the outcome of the trial of the accused killer, and gave Munkácsi considerable notoriety. That notoriety helped him get a job in Berlin in 1928, for the Berliner Illustrierte Zeitung, where his first published photo was a race car splashing its way through a puddle. He also worked for the fashion magazine Die Dame. Berliner Illustrierte Zeitung was a weekly magazine with a circulation of 2 million copies. It was Germany's first magazine where stories were told by photos primarily. Muncácsi there worked alongside with the ingenious Erich Salomon who was the first who called himself a "Bildjournalist".
"My trick—is there one? Well, perhaps a bitter youth with many changes of occupation, with the necessity of trying everything from poetry to berry picking. These difficult early years probably constitute the sources of my modest photographic activity." (Martin Munkácsi)
Dog Market England
I seem to get the impression that photography before this time was "still". Munkasci's shots were unique, somehow angular (although that probably only means something to me), alacritous. I am sure I can learn more whilst there at the Roayl Academy. Reading and preparing is certainly giving me a greater understanding of the term street photography. Well at least I think I am gaining a different understanging. I am now so looking forward to seeing these photographs. Sheer brilliance
Bliss
xx
Others, such as Károly Escher, Rudolf Balogh and Jószef Pécsi remained in Hungary producing high-quality and innovatory photography. A display of approximately two hundred photographs ranging in date from c.1914–c.1989 will explore stylistic developments in photography and chart key historical events. These striking images will reveal the achievements of Hungarian photographers who left such an enduring legacy to international photography.
Exhibition organised by the Royal Academy of Arts on the occasion of the Hungarian Presidency of the EU 2011
Unless A cancels this is what I am looking forward to on Sunday. Royal Academy, London.
CapaBrassaiKerteszLaszlo Moholy-NagyMunkacsiOddly enough I am going to see an exhibition of Frida's work next month. Feeling so so lucky.
I am liking Munkasci a lot. I read about the skill he showed in capturing action.
There are so many I truly like - I wouldn't know which one to print - someone choose one for me please. I bet I end up buying a book if there is one.
Self-taught, Martin worked since 1912 as a sports reporter in Budapest, and, in the early 1920s, started to publish his first photos. At the time, sports action photography could only be done in bright light outdoors. His innovation was to make sports pictures as meticulously composed action photographs, which required much artistic and technical skills
Munkácsi's break-through was to happen upon a fatal crime scene, which he photographed. Those photos affected the outcome of the trial of the accused killer, and gave Munkácsi considerable notoriety. That notoriety helped him get a job in Berlin in 1928, for the Berliner Illustrierte Zeitung, where his first published photo was a race car splashing its way through a puddle. He also worked for the fashion magazine Die Dame. Berliner Illustrierte Zeitung was a weekly magazine with a circulation of 2 million copies. It was Germany's first magazine where stories were told by photos primarily. Muncácsi there worked alongside with the ingenious Erich Salomon who was the first who called himself a "Bildjournalist".
Dog Market EnglandI seem to get the impression that photography before this time was "still". Munkasci's shots were unique, somehow angular (although that probably only means something to me), alacritous. I am sure I can learn more whilst there at the Roayl Academy. Reading and preparing is certainly giving me a greater understanding of the term street photography. Well at least I think I am gaining a different understanging. I am now so looking forward to seeing these photographs. Sheer brilliance
Bliss
xx
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