avanti nuovi followers, mandate delle foto!

che io non trovo materiale da decente su cui scrivere…

c’mon new followers, subimit some photos!

I’m not finding any decent picture to write about…

Most of the times I find my photos in flea markets or at antique dealers. But some times I can find interesting material in the most uncanny ways.
A few months ago I found two cameras, along with a couple of old colour 35mms.
One camera is actually a really neat one and I used it for a while, forgetting about the films.
Till a week ago when I brought them to develop, together with a film I made.
I thought I could probably find some interesting material for this blog…
well, it was surprising…

Most of the times I find my photos in flea markets or at antique dealers. But some times I can find interesting material in the most uncanny ways.

A few months ago I found two cameras, along with a couple of old colour 35mms.

One camera is actually a really neat one and I used it for a while, forgetting about the films.

Till a week ago when I brought them to develop, together with a film I made.

I thought I could probably find some interesting material for this blog…

well, it was surprising…

the aviator

image

6x6

 

year I would say short before WWII or in the early stages of the war. The paper the image is printed on is an Agfa Lupex, produced in Germany from the twenties to the postwar period, with wartime markings. 

…so yeah, let’s say around the end of the thirties.

It’s a BW photo of a young german soldier, wearing his Luftwaffe uniform, asleep on a train. 

The pilot is napping with his head resting on the wooden door of the compartment, his cap still on, mouth open and hands between his legs.

Next to him, on the wooden bench, we spot two feet from another passenger.

The picture has a light vignetting on its lower section.

This is a stolen photograph of an exhausted soldier, probably sleeping while traveling alone from or to a training camp, a barrack or airport in the chaotic times right before the war.

He felt asleep in a morning light, suddenly and without taking off the coat or his cap. 

He is surrounded by civilians and despite the uniform he shows innocence and vulnerability. 

By propaganda of the time all soldier assumed an heroic, almost epic dimension and whoever took this picture was probably struck by his child-like peaceful sleep.

I like to think that this portrait could have been made by Gerda Taro, on her way to Paris in the early 30’. She was leaving Leipzig, forced by the Nazi regime, traveling alone. She split from her family, escaping from Germany and its antisemitic and authoritarian policies. 

She wasn’t targeted just because her religion but also because her political beliefs and commitments in anti-nazi movements and propaganda. She was already been arrested and detained a year earlier, in 1933, and the embittering of the living condition forced her and her family to flee. 

In this portrait she might have wanted to show a last glimpse of  humanity in a people condemned to follow the maddest of ideologies.

After all she was a war photographer, with plenty of experience already. 

She knew she had to be impartial in her work and always able to display the events without involvement, even when deeply personal and painful.

pure peer pressure, pals.
I’ve noticed a lot of new followers here and I don’t really know why. I haven’t be posting for a lot of time, probably because I’m not inspired enough or just because I’m not finding the right pictures to talk about. 
to you, new followers, I suggest my other tumblr. my personal one, the one I actually use and update.
also because I don’t think I’m going to many flea market, archives or collections to get new pictures anytime soon. 
or you could always send me your found photos , of course…in that case just write me.

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pura pressione sociale, ragazzi.
ho notato un sacco di nuovi followers qui e non saprei proprio il perché. non ho postato per molto tempo, probabilmente perché non ispirato abbastanza o semplicemente perché non sto trovando le giuste immagini delle quali parlare.
a voi, nuovi followers, consiglio il mio altro tumblr. quello personale, quello che davvero uso ed aggiorno.
anche perché dubito che prossimamente andrò per mercatini, archivi o collezioni a prendere nuove immagini.

o potete sempre mandarmi le vostre di found photos, ovviamente…nel caso scrivetemi.

pure peer pressure, pals.

I’ve noticed a lot of new followers here and I don’t really know why. I haven’t be posting for a lot of time, probably because I’m not inspired enough or just because I’m not finding the right pictures to talk about. 

to you, new followers, I suggest my other tumblr. my personal one, the one I actually use and update.

also because I don’t think I’m going to many flea market, archives or collections to get new pictures anytime soon. 

or you could always send me your found photos , of course…in that case just write me.

______________________________________________________________

pura pressione sociale, ragazzi.

ho notato un sacco di nuovi followers qui e non saprei proprio il perché. non ho postato per molto tempo, probabilmente perché non ispirato abbastanza o semplicemente perché non sto trovando le giuste immagini delle quali parlare.

a voi, nuovi followers, consiglio il mio altro tumblr. quello personale, quello che davvero uso ed aggiorno.

anche perché dubito che prossimamente andrò per mercatini, archivi o collezioni a prendere nuove immagini.

o potete sempre mandarmi le vostre di found photos, ovviamente…nel caso scrivetemi.

giacomo snaps pictures

yet another blog to add to my list, dedicated just to my personal work as a photographer.

check it out.

imcubo:

when I was trying to be like you…

imcubo:

when I was trying to be like you

imcubo:

from the series Contact 1984
addio a Gabriele Basilico 1944-2013

imcubo:


from the series Contact 1984

addio a Gabriele Basilico 1944-2013

seeping child

7,3 x 10,3




year I found this picture in the same album of the last one and the baby in this photo looks like he might actually be the same blond kid in the background.
I should suppose it’s just a couple of years earlier.


The subject of this BW picture is a little boy, with a pacifier in his mouth, napping on some blankets laid on the grass of a park or garden.
The baby goes slack, clenching his little fists and dreaming. He wears a white shirt and is barely covered by a white sheet. Behind him lays a white sock and in a corner of his bed there is a little container.


The image could be the result of the camera of a lovely parent, looking at his/her baby while spending some time in the backyard.
But we could also imagining it, for the sake of our purposes, by someone trying to tell us a something else.


Postwar Germany had a really harsh time rebuilding the nation, the society and in general giving a roof to everyone. This picture was taken between the end of WWII and the building of the Berlin Wall; in that time the country was still recovering from a destructive war and was also being teared apart between East and West.
It was a bad time for die Deutsche and in a lot of areas there was a great deal of poverty and unemployment. 


Like for the last picture I’ve posted, the photographer could have wanted to describe this times, focusing on the lasts. Many have walked this path, using children as subjects to move the viewers and to drive the attention on the problems of the society.
Some times in photography this sort of escamotage has been used improperly, but it could also be a powerful mean to make us face what we usually tend to avoid.  ( one of the most notable and controversial example was the Pulitzer Prize-winner shot by Kevin Carter of a dying sudanese girl )


It could have been Dorothea Lange snapping this picture, because of the type of image and the style.
She told us dark times in the history of United States and she often pointed her camera to families and children, describing the period she was living in through the portrait of every day life with care, delicacy and fragility.

first visit by Jehovah’s Witnesses at my new place, italians in top of that. 

well, I guess that makes my moving official.

the Germans


7,3 x 10,3


year on the back is marked Juli ‘57. an easy one


Per se the picture is nothing odd: a kid and a small child in a big basket/crib. the older one is looking outside the frame while the other is facing the camera.

Small details like the two diverging looks, the open door on the background and the pijamas worn by the kids give the picture the general impression that it wasn’t staged and that the photographer did actually captured an authentic every-day-life moment.

The image presented is familiar though detached.

It suggests an intimate moment ( from the light and what the kids are wearing I think it has been taken in the morning ) but it has the feeling it has been done by someone unrelated with the life within the family.

At a close look the picture gives the impression of a will to record an intimacy wich doesn’t belong to the photographer, but wich is his/her main subject.



It is just a deduction and it could be just one of many family pictures.

Photographers often aim at intimate moments to narrate a story or to record, in a bigger picture, a society. 

Whether with the precise goal of portraying a people or summing a career-long awful lot of photos, photographers have managed to give a voice to the place they were living in and the time they were living at.

Robert Frank in US, Robert Doisneau and Henri Cartier-Bresson in France and Ando Gilardi in Italy are some of them.

In Germany, where this photo comes from, there was August Sander.

It could have been he who took it, as he took thousand of clicks of Germans of every age and condition, always with a distant eye and without judging. In this case even a picture of two children is an important piece of the epic and ethos of a nation and its people in the first half of the twentieth century.

I’m back!

with new photos taken and found and a few new cameras as well.

getting herpes due to stress 24 hours before leaving for 21 days of holiday.

sunbathing

35mm diapo

year no idea! 

The mount is a simple german made Hama-DSR plastic cheap mount. This model has more less been unchanged for the last 40 years.Opening it didn’t help either, the film doesn’t have any clue whatsoever. 

I just could guess though, from clothes and staches that it is probably between the seventies and the eighties.

Perhaps the author tried to have two relatives or friends perfectly framed, but he/she actually cut the scene a little too open including enough foreground to weaken the composition of the portrait. 

It works as a choral scene though, with anonymous characters repeating the same act of sunbathing, with almost the same pose and expression.

They pose on what looks like the deck of a boat, randomly arranged.

The picture in itself doesn’t narrate us anything. it just freezes a moment between moments in a sequence recreating a surreal static scene.

Picking this precise glimpse could be mere luck as well as a trained eye.

Decontextualise a frame of a sequence in order to expose a funny, bizarre or uncanny view.

It could have been Thomas Hoepker, and his uncomfortably lucid eye for juxtaposition and subtile shocking.

It could also have been Bruce Davidson, thanks especially to his skill to capture a random, every-day-life, urban scene and then transform it in a meticulously arranged set.

maybe…

maybe I should try to find some new material for this tumblr.

cheez, I really got lazy. and busy.

has the internet any thought about it?

lady in a sphere

9x11,8 negative

year guys, I have no clue. Looking the girl’s style I could say something like mid-twenties or something like that. The negative gives me nothing. Any idea?



from strangeness to strangeness

So, let’s be anal and try just to describe it.

It is supposedly a medium format B&W negative, quite impossible to date, with no marks whatsoever ( it is even impossible to tell the right side to look at it ), of something resembling a locket with a missing part, the picture of a lady with a hat on it, covering another photo.

it doesn’t make sense. none, at all.

The composition is as simple as it is odd. The main object of the picture is a portrait on a unusual support, overlapping another frame. It’ hard to tell the material of the thingy and even the function; it’s also quite impossible to give e description of the covered picture, of which we could see just the corners.

It’s a bizarre photo, with a little nonsense and a lot of allure.

It’s old even if out of time. It evokes without saying.



It could have been both Man Ray or a photography student at the Bauhaus.

Both share a strong will of renew, shock and invent. They were looking for a new way of using photography as an abstract art, a new media to be explored in the same years the artistic movements, which then changed Europe, explored all other arts.

It could have been them as it could just be an attempt to portray an actual broken locket or even a nice nonsense joke as well.