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Mirit Ben Nun: Shortness of breath
'Shortness of breath' is not only a sign of physical weakness, it is a metaphor for a mental state of strong desire that knows no repletion; more and more, an unbearable glut, without repose. Mirit Ben Nun's type of work on the other hand requires an abundance of patience. This is a Sisyphean work (requiring hard labor) of marking lines and dots, filling every empty millimeter with brilliant blots. Therefore we are facing a paradox or a logical conflict. A patient and effortful work that stems from an urgent need to cover and fill, to adorn and coat. Her craft of layering reaches a state of a continuous ceremonial ritual.
This ritual digests every object into itself - useful or discarded -- available and ordinary or rare and exceptional -- they submit and devote to the overlay work. Mirit BN gathers scrap off the streets -- cardboard rolls of fabric, assortments of wooden boards and pieces, plates and planks -- and constructs a new link, her own syntax, which she alone is fully responsible for. The new combination -- a type of a sculptural construction -- goes through a process of patching by the act of painting.
In fact Mirit regards her three dimensional objects as a platform for painting, with a uniform continuity, even if it has obstacles, mounds and valleys. These objects beg her to paint, to lay down colors, to set in motion an intricate weave of abstract patterns that at times finds itself wandering the contours of human images and sometimes -- not. In those cases what is left is the monotonous activity of running the patterns, inch by inch, till their absolute coverage, till a short and passing instant of respite and than on again to a new onset.
Next to this assembly of garbage and it's recycling into 'painted sculptures' Mirit offers a surprising reunion between her illustrated objects and so called cheap African sculpture; popular artifacts or articles that are classified in the standard culture as 'primitive'.
This combination emphasizes the difference between her individualistic performance and the collective creation which is translated into cultural clichés. The wood carved image creates a moment of peace within the crowded bustle; an introverted image, without repetitiveness and reverberation. This meeting of strangers testifies that Mirit' work could not be labeled under the ´outsiders art´ category. She is a one woman school who is compelled to do the art work she picked out to perform. Therefore she isn't creating ´an image´ such as the carved wooden statues, but she produces breathless ´emotional jam' whose highest values are color, motion, beauty and plenitude. May it never lack, neither diluted, nor dull for even an instant
Tali Tamir
August 2010
Carolyn wanted me to take a picture of her hands. The left one was the one that had been numbed for hours due to her shoulder surgery. As the anaesthetic wore off, the swelling in her hand and arm went down. It was a little bizarre to watch. I can only imagine how bizarre it was to feel.
The hands of two women from the Himba tribe in Namibia. The Himba are still nomadic.
1st place - Colourvisions "Hands competition" March 2009
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The world is very different now. For man holds in his mortal hands the power to abolish all forms of human poverty, and all forms of human life."
John F. Kennedy
I'm pretty sure these where made by mom but, madebe my sister. Either way they are either they where made at least 30 years ago and have been part of Christmas ever since.
This series started as I was putting away my Christmas decorations and thought "oh, some of these would make good photos to post next year". That turned into a shoot lasting three evenings and creating around 10 gigs of images.
This was an educational (if slightly grueling) process that helped me learn a bit more about still life, lighting and macro shooting.
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Taken with a Nikon D90, Nikkor 50mm 1.8D, and Quantaray close up filters stacked to x6. Evening light through a window, perhaps 30 minutes before sunset, but the sun below the trees. No artificial lighting.
I held the snake in my left hand and my camera in my right. Not very stable...
This photo free for use under a Creative Commons copyright (see link for details).If you have time, I enjoy it when I am left a note saying where the picture was used.
A collection of test photos taken for our field test hands-on video review here: digitalrev.com/en/nikon-as-f-35mm-f1-dot-4g-hands-on-revi...
It bothers me how veiny my hands and feet are. My left hand is much worse than the right hand, and my right foot is more veiny than the left one. I get obsessed over silly things.
[UPDATE]
So, about 5 years after I took this picture, and after a steep decline in health, my uh, "vascular prominence" was declared as one of many symptoms of Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome, which also accounted for the dislocating joints, chronic fatigue, and heart problems. It's good to have a diagnosis and some care now, but I could have done without being told I was a hypochondriac for going to the doctor with pain all the time.
This is my first photoshop work. i did it before i had even picked up an SLR. i think the different shots were taken with my mobile phone.
A Tibetan Buddhist monk making a peace mandala, which will be meticulously created for seven days and then ritually destroyed on the eighth day, signifying everything's impermanence.
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