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CU-CU LAURENT GIRARD: Statues of Central Park Robert Burns Photograph (c)Laurent Girard /All Rights Reserved The Falconer Photograph (c)Laurent Girard /All Rights Reserved Sir Walter Scott Photograph (c)Laurent Girard /All Rights Reserved Group of BearsPhotograph (c)Laurent Girard /All Rights Reserved Indian Hunter Three Dancing MaidensPhotograph (c)Laurent Girard /All Rights Reserved The Angel of the WatersPhotograph (c)Laurent Girard /All Rights Reserved Taking photographs since the age of 12, French born Laurent Girard has been one of the world's most sought-after master black and white printers for decades. Design You Trust LEPAGE - PHOTOGRAPHY - TWO-EYES.COM Nu Expo - nuexpo.com - portail de la photo de nu (MODELES PHOTO ET PHOTOGRAPHES DE NU) - Entretiens et portfolios de photographes et modèles de charme - Galerie de photos nu

Procreate - Creativity, has no bounds. Mrs. Deane : nothing is too amazing to be true non-digitally manip­u­lated hand print © Yaseen Al-Obeidy The Kuwait Weeks were born out of a con­ver­sa­tion I had with Kuwaiti pho­tog­ra­pher Mohammed Alk­ouh, who is cur­rently hav­ing a solo show at CAP Kuwait, which includes a num­ber of his recent stu­dio por­traits. We talked about his encoun­ters in the tra­di­tional por­trait stu­dios, which gave him the love for the hand-colored image, and how for him those pho­tographs, like real life instances of Oscar Wilde’s pic­tures of Dorian Gray, con­tained the pres­ence and the youth of a fam­ily mem­ber now in advanced age or even deceased. Instal­la­tion view with self por­traits of Al-Obeidy over the years © Hes­ter Keijser Some few weeks later it tran­spired that the Royal Trop­i­cal Insti­tute (aka Tropen­mu­seum) in Ams­ter­dam pur­chased a num­ber of Mohammed Alkouh’s prints from Tomorrow’s Past for their own col­lec­tion. Instal­la­tion view, after 1960s sil­ver gela­tine prints © Hes­ter Keijser

AwkwardFamilyPhotos.com Bad Boys October 23rd, 2013 You can fight the law, but you can’t fight a feeling. (submitted by Kat) Hookaween Celebrating Easter on Halloween is only the second thing questionable about this photo. (submitted by Cory) Get the picture? Art in the brain of the beholder - 17 July 2012 Read full article Continue reading page |1|2|3 "My child could have done that!" Wrong – neuroaesthetics is starting to show us why abstract art can be so beguiling STANDING in front of Jackson Pollock's Summertime: Number 9A one day, I was struck by an unfamiliar feeling. What I once considered an ugly collection of random paint splatters now spoke to me as a joyous celebration of movement and energy, the bright yellow and blue bringing to mind a carefree laugh. It was my road-to-Damascus moment - the first time a piece of abstract art had stirred my emotions. Since then, I have come to appreciate the work of many more modern artists, who express varying levels of abstraction in their work, in particular the great Piet Mondrian, Paul Klee, and contemporary artist Hiroshi Sugimoto. Little did I know that researchers have already started to address this question. Chimp or Rothko? We certainly do have a strong tendency to follow the crowd. New Scientist Not just a website! More from the web

No Caption Needed The Lovecats 182, Haruki Murakami The author at his jazz club, Peter Cat, in 1978. Haruki Murakami is not only arguably the most experimental Japanese novelist to have been translated into English, he is also the most popular, with sales in the millions worldwide. His greatest novels inhabit the liminal zone between realism and fable, whodunit and science fiction: Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World, for example, features a protagonist who is literally of two minds, and The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle, perhaps his best-known work outside of Japan, begins prosaically—as a man’s search for his missing wife—then quietly mutates into the strangest hybrid narrative since Laurence Sterne’s Tristram Shandy. Murakami’s world is an allegorical one, constructed of familiar symbols—an empty well, an underground city—but the meaning of those symbols remains hermetic to the last. Murakami’s office sits just off the main drag in boutique-choked Aoyama, Tokyo’s equivalent of New York City’s SoHo. That’s right. No, it’s not.