A Conversation

sillysuthi: what does the lucky charms guy say again?
Dethfactor: Silly Faggot Dicks are for Chicks?
Dethfactor: wait..wrong cereal
Dethfactor: Umm something about slobbering on his blarney stone err something..
sillysuthi: i can't find me lucky charms?
Dethfactor: ahh yeah.. thats it
Dethfactor: stupid irish faggot.. always leaving his shit everywhere
sillysuthi: yeah, thats the ticket. faggioso
Dethfactor: so.. do you have any photography tips for me? like don't clean your lenses with piss
sillysuthi: thats a start. make sure your lenses are stored well. they can get moldy
Dethfactor: especially if you piss on them
sillysuthi: exactly. and no poo either.
Dethfactor: I dunno anything about metering you can tell me?! film tips?! I dunno Im definately an amature.. I've taken like 2 good pictures in my life
sillysuthi: metering. well, the light meter will read everything as being middle gray
Dethfactor: yeah
Dethfactor: I knows that
sillysuthi: so, a person backlit will be averaged out and that is why the person is dark
sillysuthi: so you have to meter the light for the person
Dethfactor: yeah
Dethfactor: and offset the aperature size a few steps to compensate for the darks/lights
sillysuthi: so for example, a white person's skintone is a zone 6. mid grey is zone 5.. yes exactly
Dethfactor: I knows.. I reads about that..
Dethfactor: practiced very little though
Dethfactor: never have time
Dethfactor: umm any lenses you'd recommend/cameras
sillysuthi: go to a camera store and buy a grey card
Dethfactor: I have one
sillysuthi: when you meter the light falling on the gray card, that should be the correct exposure
sillysuthi: so if you put the grey card where you want to meter the light and measure form that, you should be fine. it takes a little more time, but it'll give you correct exposure
Dethfactor: gotcha
sillysuthi: or, measure the palm of your hand and then add one stop more exposure
Dethfactor: I have a continious tungsten lighting kit
sillysuthi: what is the color temp of the lights?
Dethfactor: hmm good questions
Dethfactor: I'll have to get back to you on that one
sillysuthi: you'll have to compensate with your film or a filter
Dethfactor: gotcha gotcha
sillysuthi: unless you want the color to be warm
Dethfactor: anything mystical.. like if I pray to the thai gods of snickers bars that my photos will all look glossy
sillysuthi: what do you mean by glossy? not snickers no. maybe almond joy.
Dethfactor: I dunno
Dethfactor: Im just being silly
Dethfactor: what about mounds?
Dethfactor: no nuts for me maam
sillysuthi: mounds sounds too sexual. no
Dethfactor: well I don't want any nuts in my food
sillysuthi: me neither, especially if they're musky
Dethfactor: musky nuts? what kinda men you dating?
sillysuthi: i dunno!
Dethfactor: how can you not know? don't you check to see if they wash!? musky nuts.. geesh
sillysuthi: well, guys are generally musky! so wouldn't nuts be musky too?!
Dethfactor: no
Dethfactor: there is no musk about my nuts..
sillysuthi: how do you know? do you sniff your balls?
sillysuthi: ballsniffer.
Dethfactor: no.. I waft the odors.. I do not sniff..
sillysuthi: okay...
Dethfactor: hehe

Bris-Vegas

I'm staying for another year.

Death of a truly great photographer

I remember borrowing one of his books from the local library when I was 17 years old. His images have always moved me. He is one of the artists which inspired me to use photography as a tool to challenge worldview. Check it.




Gordon Parks, 93; fought evil with camera


By Mason Resnick

Former Life magazine photographer Gordon Parks, whose work captured the plight of black Americans at the dawn of the civil rights movement, died yesterday. He was 93 years old. In addition to his award-winning photography, Parks directed several films, wrote poetry, and composed music.

Parks was born in Kansas in 1912 and grew up in Minnesota, and earned his living as a self-taught fashion photographer. In 1942 he joined the Farm Security Administration, and photographed the nation's poor under the tutelage of the legendary Roy Stryker. While working for Life, a job which lasted from 1948 to 1968, Parks photographed everything from fashion to politics to sports, but he was best known for his photo essays documenting the effects of poverty in the United States and abroad.

In his efforts to expose intolerance with his camera, Parks made one of his most memorable images, shown here, of Ella Watson, whose mother had died and father was killed by a lynch mob. The caption to the photograph, which can be found on the Library Of Congress web site, showed that Watson earned $1,080 annually. But the caption doesn't go into the ironic detail that one of the offices Watson cleaned was occupied by a woman, presumably white, who served in a higher capacity. But both women had started work at the same time, with the same accomplishments and education.

Parks wrote in his autobiography, A Choice of Weapons: "I have always felt as though I needed a weapon against evil." For Gordon Parks, that weapon was his camera.

Infatuation

Why is it that I am infatuated with a person who I know is absolutely no good for me whatsoever? The intrigue, the mystery behind his character, his elusiveness of what he really does is driving me to want to know more! I like his face, his laissez faire attitude, his bad boy mystery. He fits in with the type I usually end up dating which is definately NOT good. I am curious as to what it is about him. It's not that I've had a spectacular time with him. In fact, it's pretty ordinary, bordering on "what am I still doing here?" Yet, I keep coming back for more and I want to see him even now! I admit it. I like him. But he's fucked! I wonder if it'll get old soon. I guess I am a masochist. Why am I sooooo stoopid?