Showing posts with label Laura Gilpin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Laura Gilpin. Show all posts

Saturday, February 15, 2014

Sunday, August 18, 2013

CONSCIOUSNESS RAISING (SHOOTING AT THE MOON)





"After the momentous lunch at the Corridor Restaurant, Elaine had returned to Manchester Square (where she was staying with one of her numerous aunts) in a frame of mind that embraced a tangle of competing emotions.   In the first place she was conscious of a dominant feeling of relief;  in a moment of impetuosity, not wholly influenced by pique,  she had settled the problem which hours of hard thinking and serious heart-searching had brought no nearer to solution, and although she felt just a little inclined to be scared at the head-long manner of her final decision, she had now very little doubt in her own mind that the decision had been the right one."



Yesterday (again) I remembered and considered, eyes fixed on the pavement, mind in the mud, "consciousness raising" and its ur-thorniness. 

Time's arrow, bull's-eye, getaway, takeaway, the whole damn thing.  




Text:  Saki, The Unbearable Bassington (1912)

Sunday, May 19, 2013

MEMORY HOLD-THE-DOOR






As child I must have differed in other things besides sanctity from the good Bernard of Clairvaux, who, we are told, could walk all day by the Lake of Geneva and never see the lake. My earliest recollections are not of myself, but of my environment. It is only reflection that fits my small presence into the picture.





Text:   John Buchan, Memory Hold-The-Door (1940)

Photographs by Laura Gilpin:  

Upper:  Long Prayer at the Night  Way Ceremony (1952)

Lower:  Petroglyph on Rock Face, Navajo Dam Area (1959)

Wednesday, March 27, 2013

FRIENDS & STRANGERS







Why do you still play with me? Treat me like a game 

I don't need the pain, I've had enough.
 
You say we should stay in touch, and you're there for me  

But it's plain to see, you're somewhere else.

Funny how the situation changes  

Love can turn the best of friends into strangers.

Why do you still lie to me? 

Why do you pretend? 

Everything must end, just let me go.

 

 


Kevin Ayers:  Friends and Strangers (Link) 


Photographs by Laura Gilpin.


Above:  Steps Of The Castillo, Chichén Itzá, 1932, Gelatin Silver Print.


Below:  Sunburst, The Castillo, Chichén Itzá , 1946, Gelatin Silver Print.
 


Tuesday, March 26, 2013

YOU WERE ON MY MIND






When I woke up this morning
You were on my mind
And you were on my mind
I got troubles, I got worries
I got wounds to bind
So I went to the corner
Just to ease my pains
Just to ease my pains
I got troubles, I got worries
I came home again
And I got a feeling
Down in my shoes
Way down in my shoes
I got to ramble, I got to move
I got to walk away my blues





Crispian St. Peters -- You Were On My Mind (wr. S. Tyson) (Swanley Link)

Photographs:

1. Laura Gilpin:  George William Eggers, 1926 (Platinum print).

2. Karl Struss: Albright Gallery, Buffalo, NY, Interior gallery view showing International Exhibition of Pictorial Photography, 1910 (Platinum print).