Colin Jones – ‘Grafters’

I snatched up a(n extremely inexpensive) copy of Colin Jones’ Grafters after watching the Camera YouTube review some months ago. I think I paid less than $10 for it, shipped, which seems ludicrous for such a fine collection, and makes for both despair and thrill. Despair at the thought some/many/most of the books I bought new for full price will likely someday be remaindered for $10 or so; Thrill at the ability to pick up excellent, if older and used, photobooks for $10…

Anyway. Grafters (Phaidon, 2002) is a collection of Jones’ photographs of working classes in early 1960s Britain, the soon-to-be-demolished “slums” that look for all the world like tidy British row houses, children at play, the coal workers and ship builders at work and at leisure, and, not so strangely as you might imagine, ballet dancers at rest.

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Gerry Johannson – ‘American Winter’

American Winter is Gerry Johannson’s latest novel photobook and was Charcoal Book Club’s photobook of the month for November 2018.* For a good description of the book, turn no further than the publisher’s blurb: “For American Winter, Johansson travelled through semi-deserted towns in Kansas, Nebraska, South Dakota, North Dakota, Montana, Wyoming and Colorado, finding as much beauty as there was misery in landscapes cloaked in snow…”

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Tammy Law – ‘Permission to Belong’

Tammy Law‘s Permission to Belong tells the story of a group of Burmese refugees in Australia, the UK, and the USA, in refugee camps and as they’re resettled and struggle to find their place, far from home and in an unfamiliar culture. The book itself is an interesting object and has one of the more unique designs I’ve encountered.

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Polaroid Week (3) – Ice Cream for I scream (2)

As yummy as it sounds, ice cream is not the answer to all of life’s problems. It might be the answer for some of them, but, really, I do better with regular, strenuous exercise.

Alas. I have no interest or motivation at present, so let’s have some Ice Cream… Polaroid Originals Ice Cream Pastels, that is.

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Polaroid Week (2) – Ice Cream for I scream (1)

Really, the Spring 2019 Polaroid Week was fine, as weeks go, and I had a good time shooting Polaroids as I always do. My rampant negativity stems less from photography, than from a creeping sense of futility and inability to imagine any sort of positive future, from a personal, where am I going, what is happening, standpoint.

When shooting Polaroids of nothing at $2.25/shot is the high point, well, Mr. you need to take a long look in the mirror.

If only I could stand the sight of myself.

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Polaroid Week (1) – a Deep Sea Dive

I should subtitle my entire Spring 2019 Polaroid Week “Expensive Snapshots” or “Wasted” or “Move On: Nothing to See Here” or “Testing… Testing… Testing… (No One Receiving).”

Enjoy!

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