Saturday, 21 September 2013

Finding Faces



Cyclops face

A face in a radio

A face in the drawers and a paper bag


Tuesday, 10 September 2013

Street Ghosts by Paolo Cirio

" A spectre is haunting Google's private collection of misappropriated, digitized bodies – the spectre of Street Ghosts. Posters of people captured by Google's Street View cameras are printed in colour on thin paper, cut along the outline, and rematerialized [via wheatpaste] to the buildings in front of which they were photographed. By simply existing in the city and investing it with social meaning, a nonconsenting public unintentionally provides value for the Street View cameras to capture. All that is solid melts into gluttonous data. Google sells ads alongside this amassment of vestigial bodies, then resells the information collected to the same advertisers, making billions that aren't even taxed. Street Ghosts intervenes by exploring boundaries of ownership and exposure, confronting the public with data they didn't even know they were alienating. "I ain't afriad of no biopolitical arrogation of the aesthetic and political value of the social labour we perform by constituting the public." "






Thursday, 5 September 2013

Subway Stations


This series of striking images by young French photographer Alexandre Chamelat document Montreal's beautiful subway stations. Shot straight on from the same perspective the photos reveal Alexandre's love of symmetry. Speaking about the project he says, “I’ve always been fascinated by perspective and architecture. For this project I tried to adopt an original point of view with a central vanishing point. Each photograph is an addition of 3 photos. This technique offers a large angle of view on each side of the image.” 


See more at: http://www.junk-culture.com/2013/09/photographs-of-subway-stations-shot.html#more


I liked this photo set a lot, especially seeing the architecture and design of train stations elsewhere in the world. However, I realise that these photos invoke a strange sense of hopelessness in me. Perhaps it is the starkness of an empty train station platform - a sight I am not used to in Singapore's busy MRT stations - and how small I feel looking on at these huge spaces. Maybe the perspective feels a bit unnatural. Maybe it is just an ingrained fear of missing the last train for the night and not being able to get home. Maybe it's only that.

Wednesday, 4 September 2013

Synesthetic Terminology

1. Rough voice
2. Feeling blue
3. Light-tasting
4. Sharp cheese
5. Harmonious colours
6. Black humour
7. Smooth music