MEM - M n M's and Mery Ellen Mark

rich kids by lauren greenfield

white rhodesian women by marry ellen mark

some things are great. some tmies they are great and tastty too.

but like all things that are good, or sweet and amke you fell good, like MnM's, you can have too many of them. i guess when you eat MnM's you know when they too sweet thing is comming and you have ease back and drink some milk. marry ellen mark is kinda like this too. only in the inherint american cuture of art school agendas where serius means cheerfull and dlighted, there is no room for quality and sence. marry ellen mark makes perfect sence in each and every picture. her books are a landmark in photography worldwide. they look good but they are also just plain good. they make a lasting visual impression, they make you think, they make you look.

from some poeple here, in america, this is too much. after the initial glance, their eyes turned to be glazed and they seemingly loose intrestet as it is too sweet. the memory is short. a once celebrated artist is now long forgotten dubbed as irrelevant and corrupt.

newer younger poeple with the same agenda and stylistic antics is percived as the best and gloriuos. even though it would be hard to find any disssimalareties between lauren greenfield and marry ellen mark (except for where they come from and how much money they had in the begining) MeM is B A D, and Lauren Greenfield the new world superstar of beautifull documentary photograhpy, with a jurnalistic style in art, is just AWSOME.

what a fucking waste.

Merry ellen marks work, will and is just good. with no surplus value added post addendum.

lauren greenfield rides the waves of momentum with sentimentality that means absolutly nothing, and even less in her photographes.

Q: Why do you like Tri-X film?

Mary Ellen: I like the grain structure in Tri-X film. I also like that Tri-X has a huge range especially when you rate it at 200. Tri-X is very much a part of the look of my photographs.

Mary Ellen: Most photographers that I really admire are still shooting film. I've shot with Tri-X for more than 45 years and the look of my images has to do with that film stock. Shooting digitally doesn't quite fit in with what I do. I love the look of Tri-X and it's taken me years to understand what it does.

two goodbyes, maybe not forever.

foreverything there is a time. for some things, later then others. sometimes its better to be late, well i guess that sometimes it can be good to be late, but i have never had that happen to me, nor do i know someone who benefited form beeing late. sure all those poeple late fo the bus hat exploded, late for the plane that crashed, or late for work the day their coleage form the next cubical walked in to the office with a gas powerd semi automatic rifle and pumped round after round in the freinds and co workers, but still all in all they were late. had it not beeing an unsual happning, it would have been a bad thing, or at least somthing wiht a negative conotation.

parting is also i guess a good thing, sometimes. other times its just a prelude to the enevitable return and rehashing of old news.

New Vs. Old, good Vs. evil, and so on. whos to tell.

24 oct "2+2"

its comming back.

latly i have found my self couting in my heart in english. then i stop and think about it. i figure i am now counting in eglish just as good as i do in hebrew. slowly i am swirling hebrew snarls in my english rampage.

i am lost and disconected from me.

23 oct "delay"

more and less.

twelve

going down

riding bikes, runnig, makes me hurt.

i ran hard, and it was probebly for nothing.

daytime

often this is the case.

the sun heats the world, and when it is not there it is cold. this can be diseaving, as sotimes you think it might be warm, but it isent.

daylight

i am not keeping up to my promises.
even thoug i try verry hard i am still niviolved in bullshit i dont care about and want nothing to do with. like stupid jew-nazi hebron settlers and other nonsence.
i am still being introduced by others as the israeli guy, and evenwhen introduce my self i find it hard to avoid that fact. yes i am achamed by it, and i wish i could give it up completly.
i went to an international students party the other day, and i saw a guy, obviusly not like me but that ha dalot to say about israel as where he is from and it was porbely the center fo alot of his conversation. i find that i myself look at the difarences andpoint them out verry often, but i am doing this less and less. i do care about the difarences, but this is who i am, this where i am. this what i am now. i wish i could really be this. my fingers are too cold to type properly.

hopes and promisses

a new time and time again i start this blog. hopfully this time there will be as much fuel to drive it forward as there was almost a whole year ago when i started it with the suppert of friends who are not near me now. i guess i have been chaneling my motivation in to a more personal avenue, though this blog probebly has less readers then my emails, and so this is even a more intimate personal arena. however i guess there are things that are for me to know and for the public not to care about that have mostly what i am concerned with for the recent months. i cant belive how fast time goes by, on the other hand i cant understand the time that passes so slowly. between the hours on end a 4 minute developer takes, and the instant 6 minute BleachFix that i have no time to think about before i have to puor out. i am learning all over again how to live.

i guess i cant graduate this course with out tess. i am not me yet.

gain an hour lose an hour

i looked at earlier posts, and have noticed that i used to write alot here. i was at prisma i had things on my mind. things that were public. thats how things are in israel, public. public works, public health, public orgenisers, and more then anything public private affairs. it so happens, that nothing really happens to me here, nothing that warents proper descussion, in a public way. things do happen, thats true, they are arguments, with purpose or just plain bickering and they are usualy chanled away from me or in to a private space.

the other things i noticed, is that i used to love the pictures on this blog, admire them in a way that i felt confidence that when i show them to somone i am showing him good pictures of cool things, but now, i feel that i am meerly offfering exiting stories of far away lands and strange cultures, but with little or now esthetic value on their own. this is bad. because they are alot of bad pictures. and alot of many bad pictures on the same page\post. why did i not see this before? why did i think they were cool at the time? when i look at real photographers blogs, i see talent, carisma and other things, along side great fucking pictures, awsome compositions, great colors, sharpness and blurriness when needed and not when they just happend to come acroos, total control. i used to think som of those things or even all of them about my blog, but i dont any more. it pails in comparison. a void of a dilitant mind. just like what i really am.