Hiroshi Sugimoto - Theaters (1978-93)

Artist’s statement: 

“I’m a habitual self-interlocutor. Around the time I started photographing at the Natural History Museum, one evening I had a near-hallucinatory vision. The question-and-answer session that led to this vision went something like this: 

Suppose you shoot a whole movie in a single frame? 

And the answer: You get a shining screen. 

Immediately I sprang to action, experimenting toward realizing this vision. Dressed up as a tourist, I walked into a cheap cinema in the East Village with a large-format camera. As soon as the movie started, I fixed the shutter at a wide-open aperture, and two hours later when the movie finished, I clicked the shutter closed. 

That evening, I developed the film, and the vision exploded behind my eyes.”

shirtlessboys:

Rhiain Bower

vega-ofthe-lyre:

Have the lambs stopped screaming?

snowce:

Dean Cornwell, It’s Hard to Explain Murder, 1920

(via clawsandfangs, ledandysme)

Man, this is fucked up. This is so fucked up.

adocica:

Young couple cuddling as they sit down in a hole in the sand while others lie around behind them on a hot Independence Day at the beach. Photo by Ralph Crane, 1949.