A photograph by Julio González Sánchez. Part of the group showBolivia Existe, at Momenta Art in New York, in collaboration with Kiosko Galería from Santa Cruz, Bolivia. Opens Friday at 7pm, in Bushwick. (Image courtesy of the artist and Momenta.)
High Heels Crowd Surf, by Tod Seelie. (Image courtesy of the artist.)
In the mail today came a book I am super ecstatic about: Tod Seelie’s Bright Nights, which gathers all of his New York photographs into one handy tome. Even as the city becomes a monochromatic carpet of condos and faux retro watering holes, Bright Nights is a reminder that even at its most Bloombergian New York has always retained pockets of creative chaos (and hopefully always will). This book is a tribute to those pockets — and all the bloody noses that come with it.
What’s more, I got to write an essay for this baby, which I’m pretty dang proud of. (Thank you, Jeff Stark, for the mad editing skills.) I’ve been an admirer of Tod’s work for years, from the time his images first started to pop up on Flickr years ago. I’ve long been enthralled by what they covered: under-the-radar events like Bike Kill, Japanther concerts, vogue-ing competitions and journeys made by Swoon on her flotilla of hand-made rafts. But it’s his framing and his sense of color that makes his work rise above simple documentation.
It was a thrill to be able to contribute a few words to the spaces between the pictures. So go out and get the book! And while you’re at it, check out Tod’s website, his Instagram, and his Twitter.
There are some insanely cool things about being a reporter. One of them is access — to people, to information, to old artist notebooks. As part of reporting a story about Ed Ruscha and his artist books for NPR, curator John Tain of the Getty Research Institute (GRI) took me into the Institute’s archive and showed me some of Ruscha’s materials. (The GRI holds all of Ruscha’s so-called ‘Streets of Los Angeles’ projects.) We poked around old notebooks and contact sheets. My favorite was the sketch above, which shows how Ruscha executed Every Building on the Sunset Strip. An image which I simply had to snap…
Farhad Manjoo on why people online don’t read until the end. I’m not sure this is that different from print reading. When I worked at Time, it was pretty common knowledge that there was a whole category of reader who read only headlines and captions.
First AIDS Memorial Service, 13 June 1983, by Lee Snider. Part of the exhibitAIDS in New York: The First Five Years, at the New-York Historical Society. Opens Friday, on the Upper West Side. (Image courtesy of the artist and the NYHS.)