![]() mostly street photographers) within a similar time frame What I want to do is to roughly put her work into perspective with other photographers that did a similar kind of work (i.e. ![]() So I will try to figure out which are the photographers who might have influenced her, or at least to who she could be related from the perspective of her photographic vision.ĭon’t ask me to say that she was better than X or inferior to Y. But we got almost no direct information about which work from other photographers she had access (except a collection of books that we don’t know when she got them). One point which is raised here and here is to which extent the work of Maier was derivative. For those interested feel free to download it. I’ve edited the 4 posts (part 1-2-3-4) into a pdf file. And you are more than welcome to discuss the points I will make. ![]() I hope others, much more qualified than I am, will take time in commenting Maier’s work. My thoughts might appear superficial and not documented enough but they are my 2 cents. ![]() But I feel the work of Vivian Maier requires some study. ![]() These are mere personal thoughts and notes, I have no critique background nor did I receive any formal training fort that field and purpose. ![]()
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![]() ![]() Sure, it takes inspiration from a lot of key beats and themes that familiar readers will pick up on. This is Moby Dick as you’ve never seen it before: the whales are our heroes, and mankind are the bad guys.Īlthough, of course, this isn’t actually Moby Dick turned upside down. Put aside your preconceptions, because this is a story all about different perspectives and interpretations. In this world, up is down and down is up. And we really do mean that quite seriously. But in the case of And The Ocean Was Our Sky, Patrick Ness has simply flipped things on their head. Other times, it’s as easy as adding in a few puppets, like The Muppets Christmas Carol. How do you take something that people know and love so much, and twist it into something truly unique? Sometimes, you need to give it a modern makeover, like in Steven Moffat’s and Mark Gatiss’ Sherlock. Reimagining a classic is never an easy task. And The Ocean Was Our Sky, the latest novel from Class writer Patrick Ness, quite literally turns the story of Moby Dick upside down. ![]() ![]() ![]() In one of Jefferson’s many startling passages she reveals that, at the height of the Atlantic slave trade, the nation’s slave owners included free black members of the elite, such as Nicolas Augustin Metoyer of Louisiana and his family, who collectively owned 215 slaves. It’s a society composed of a “better class” of Negro, though such people’s judgment is not always sound. If you have to ask how you gain entry to Negroland, you’ve already betrayed your lack of credentials. Over the years, its members have been characterised by descriptions ranging from “the coloured 400” (families) to “the blue vein society”. As Margo Jefferson illuminates in her captivating memoir, Negroland is not so much a geographic location as a state of mind an exclusive club without discernible borders, to which few have ever belonged. ![]() It’s not Harlem or Chicago’s South Side or any conurbation of black Americans. H ave you been to or, for that matter, even heard of “Negroland”? Here’s a clue. ![]() |