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A celebratory gathering in the Mile-End area of the Plateau in Montreal. This event was for the welcoming of the son of a Rabbi from New York. The crowd was huddled together with anticipation, banners and flags. The whole street was a buzz of excitement. I was fortunate to have been invited by a friend who lives near by to witness and record the event.
As I was watching this crowd, my mind traveled to the days of my own forefathers who were Jews living in Eastern Europe and although one hundred plus years ago, they looked and dressed very similarly to the Hassidim living here in Montreal today. But the feeling that stood out the most for me was the fact that although, as a Jew, we share a common heritage, I felt very disconnected and remote from these people. I could hear their chatter and even could understand the Yiddish they were speaking. Yet I found them as curious and as distant from me as any one of the individuals of other cultures in the neighborhood who stood by watching the festivities.
Richford, Vermont near the Canadian border Eastern Townships, Quebec, Canada
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Ah, Manhattan! Ah, Chelsea! This is a strange mix. A trash depot. A car repair body shop. A very prestigious art gallery. One next to the other. The only differentiating markings are the large glass doors with the gallery names written on the glass in large serif type. Perhaps a trendy logo here and there. Always looking very smug and pretentious. And that’s just the exterior look. Wait till you get inside. Strange, me writing this way. It is in here I want to get to with my art. Suddenly, just being in NYC is not enough. Exhibiting in a group show of some 20 people is no longer the ultimate goal. That we (Mary and I) have achieved. Unlike the sun, which is setting, the bar has just risen. I find myself feeling that sense of esoragoto “being one with your art and your subject” — the universe, really, again. Everywhere I look, inspiration. A photo-opp to the left and yet another to the right. What is it about this city that makes me just walk the streets with my camera and keep on shooting? There is something of interest to shoot with every step I take. Cursed or sacred, this is truly a special space.
October, 2004, group show with Mary Bogdan, assemblages, Anne-Marie Vacherot, photographs and myself photographs at Galerie de bouche à oreille, Montreal, Québec, Canada
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Edris and Russell volunteered to pose for me. Although at first they felt a bit anxious in front of the camera, they eventually loosened up and started to respond to it. I only gave them slight direction.
When doing portrait photography it's important to get the subject to feel comfortable in front of the camera. A tender moment like this, I was only able to achieve after shooting for a while and developing a rapport of familiarity and trust with my subjects.
On Jan. 29, 2015 outside the FCC, Free Press organized a a historic battle between two contenders who symbolized the fight over the fate of the Internet. On one side was Net Neutral-i-kitty, representing the millions of Internet users who had spoken out for Net Neutrality over the past year. On the other side was Cable Boss, hailing from the self-serving nation of Comcast.
Hundreds of Internet cats rallied outside the FCC in support of Chairman Tom Wheeler’s hints that the agency will pass strong Net Neutrality rules.
Ah, Manhattan! Ah, Chelsea! This is a strange mix. A trash depot. A car repair body shop. A very prestigious art gallery. One next to the other. The only differentiating markings are the large glass doors with the gallery names written on the glass in large serif type. Perhaps a trendy logo here and there. Always looking very smug and pretentious. And that’s just the exterior look. Wait till you get inside. Strange, me writing this way. It is in here I want to get to with my art. Suddenly, just being in NYC is not enough. Exhibiting in a group show of some 20 people is no longer the ultimate goal. That we (Mary and I) have achieved. Unlike the sun, which is setting, the bar has just risen. I find myself feeling that sense of esoragoto “being one with your art and your subject” — the universe, really, again. Everywhere I look, inspiration. A photo-opp to the left and yet another to the right. What is it about this city that makes me just walk the streets with my camera and keep on shooting? There is something of interest to shoot with every step I take. Cursed or sacred, this is truly a special space.
photo by Stacie Isabella Turk/Ribbonhead
On July 23, 2014, hundreds of Free Press activists, allies and volunteers rallied for REAL Net Neutrality on President Obama's motorcade route as he attended a big fundraiser in the Hancock Park neighborhood of Los Angeles.
Her sad expression was while contemplating on her departed mother. A lifetime together, they had never been apart. Through the horrors of the holocaust, enduring the loss of a brother and a father, later with her husband, participating in the construction of a new nation of Israel and furthermore enduring the hardship of immigrating to a new home in Canada where she felt she could make a better life for her children. Always having her mother by her side until now. This portrait was taken five years after her mother’s death, yet her sadness is as if she passed away just yesterday.
This photograph was on exhibit at the Saidye Bronfman Center for the Arts in Galerie Espace Deux, Montreal, March, 2004
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On July 23, 2014, hundreds of Free Press activists, allies and volunteers rallied for REAL Net Neutrality on President Obama's motorcade route as he attended a big fundraiser in the Hancock Park neighborhood of Los Angeles.
Google was a strong supporter of Net Neutrality
arstechnica.com/telecom/news/2010/08/a-paper-trail-of-bet...
until they made an announcement with Verizon
arstechnica.com/telecom/guides/2010/08/googleverizon-we-d...
arstechnica.com/telecom/news/2010/08/google-net-neutralit...
He'll be covering the rally
arstechnica.com/author/matthew-lasar/
Public policy groups rallied online & gathered 300.000 signatures
savetheinternet.com/blog/10/08/13/google-can-you-hear-us-now
www.colorofchange.org/opennet/
which were delivered to Google's DC office and today to their headquarters in Mountain View
www.pcmag.com/article2/0,2817,2367814,00.asp
thehill.com/blogs/hillicon-valley/technology/114253-googl...
www.nbcbayarea.com/news/tech/Protesters-Lash-Out-at-Googl...
www.npr.org/blogs/therecord/2010/08/13/129176208/you-ve-g...
Google said people should comment on their public policy blog
googlepublicpolicy.blogspot.com/2010/08/joint-policy-prop...
googlepublicpolicy.blogspot.com/2010/08/facts-about-our-n...
The Raging Grannies sang
www.youtube.com/watch?v=_O4hI1kiCP4
Google don't be evil chant
www.youtube.com/watch?v=CQu7zl0xczA
Internet is under attack chant
www.youtube.com/watch?v=DwyBCxL_KRc
I'll be uploading more video (to YouTube of course as well as here)
On July 23, 2014, hundreds of Free Press activists rallied for REAL Net Neutrality on President Obama's motorcade route as he attended a big fundraiser in the Hancock Park neighborhood of Los Angeles.
On July 23, 2014, hundreds of Free Press activists rallied for REAL Net Neutrality on President Obama's motorcade route as he attended a big fundraiser in the Hancock Park neighborhood of Los Angeles.
Ah, Manhattan! Ah, Chelsea! This is a strange mix. A trash depot. A car repair body shop. A very prestigious art gallery. One next to the other. The only differentiating markings are the large glass doors with the gallery names written on the glass in large serif type. Perhaps a trendy logo here and there. Always looking very smug and pretentious. And that’s just the exterior look. Wait till you get inside. Strange, me writing this way. It is in here I want to get to with my art. Suddenly, just being in NYC is not enough. Exhibiting in a group show of some 20 people is no longer the ultimate goal. That we (Mary and I) have achieved. Unlike the sun, which is setting, the bar has just risen. I find myself feeling that sense of esoragoto “being one with your art and your subject” — the universe, really, again. Everywhere I look, inspiration. A photo-opp to the left and yet another to the right. What is it about this city that makes me just walk the streets with my camera and keep on shooting? There is something of interest to shoot with every step I take. Cursed or sacred, this is truly a special space.
Ah, Manhattan! Ah, Chelsea! This is a strange mix. A trash depot. A car repair body shop. A very prestigious art gallery. One next to the other. The only differentiating markings are the large glass doors with the gallery names written on the glass in large serif type. Perhaps a trendy logo here and there. Always looking very smug and pretentious. And that’s just the exterior look. Wait till you get inside. Strange, me writing this way. It is in here I want to get to with my art. Suddenly, just being in NYC is not enough. Exhibiting in a group show of some 20 people is no longer the ultimate goal. That we (Mary and I) have achieved. Unlike the sun, which is setting, the bar has just risen. I find myself feeling that sense of esoragoto “being one with your art and your subject” — the universe, really, again. Everywhere I look, inspiration. A photo-opp to the left and yet another to the right. What is it about this city that makes me just walk the streets with my camera and keep on shooting? There is something of interest to shoot with every step I take. Cursed or sacred, this is truly a special space.
photo by Stacie Isabella Turk/Ribbonhead
On July 23, 2014, hundreds of Free Press activists, allies and volunteers rallied for REAL Net Neutrality on President Obama's motorcade route as he attended a big fundraiser in the Hancock Park neighborhood of Los Angeles.
On Jan. 29, 2015 outside the FCC, Free Press organized a a historic battle between two contenders who symbolized the fight over the fate of the Internet. On one side was Net Neutral-i-kitty, representing the millions of Internet users who had spoken out for Net Neutrality over the past year. On the other side was Cable Boss, hailing from the self-serving nation of Comcast.
Ah, Manhattan! Ah, Chelsea! This is a strange mix. A trash depot. A car repair body shop. A very prestigious art gallery. One next to the other. The only differentiating markings are the large glass doors with the gallery names written on the glass in large serif type. Perhaps a trendy logo here and there. Always looking very smug and pretentious. And that’s just the exterior look. Wait till you get inside. Strange, me writing this way. It is in here I want to get to with my art. Suddenly, just being in NYC is not enough. Exhibiting in a group show of some 20 people is no longer the ultimate goal. That we (Mary and I) have achieved. Unlike the sun, which is setting, the bar has just risen. I find myself feeling that sense of esoragoto “being one with your art and your subject” — the universe, really, again. Everywhere I look, inspiration. A photo-opp to the left and yet another to the right. What is it about this city that makes me just walk the streets with my camera and keep on shooting? There is something of interest to shoot with every step I take. Cursed or sacred, this is truly a special space.
On July 23, 2014, hundreds of Free Press activists rallied for REAL Net Neutrality on President Obama's motorcade route as he attended a big fundraiser in the Hancock Park neighborhood of Los Angeles.
I saw the helicopter coming from the south and I knew that with patience and the right framing I could get the shot I wanted. I looked up and noticed that the streetlight was already on and there was still enough light coming from the west to light up the clouds that reflected in the windows of the tall office tower and give me just the right amount of detail in the building. So I framed the building, streetlight and sky awaiting the helicopter to reach exactly the right place within the frame...and... click. This was the result.
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To see more of my work, please go to sollang.com
October, 2004, group show with Mary Bogdan, assemblages, Anne-Marie Vacherot, photographs and myself photographs at Galerie de bouche à oreille, Montreal, Québec, Canada
To see more of my work, please go to sollang.com
Hundreds of Internet cats rallied outside the FCC in support of Chairman Tom Wheeler’s hints that the agency will pass strong Net Neutrality rules.
This is our cat. She is not new to flickr. If you look back at some of my older photographs you will see her cute little face. Here she is just relaxing on her favorite chair. They are all her favorite chairs.
These photographs are about my relationship with the Earth, whereby I am representing humanity. But in my work as a photographer I can only speak for myself. I am celebrating the majesty and grandeur of nature and how we fit into it. In the photographs showing distant vast landscapes, I show evidence of humans through cars and electric towers all dwarfed by the awesome storm clouds and mountains. This beauty of nature is also evident in the more intimate views of the farms and country roads, again, showing our relationship with Earth and man’s harnessing of it for his own use.
Mine is a positive, optimistic point of view, because the scenes are beautiful and that implies that the beauty, even beyond or in spite of man’s tampering will always be there.
I use contrasting points of view. The macrocosm and microcosm. From very distant vistas, to closer images of rural scenes, down to close-up views of earth, moss and clovers, tree trunks, bark and root.
I strip them all of colour to present a raw image that allows the viewer to respond emotionally to shape, texture and contrast. I use techniques such as selective focus, lens vignette and rather large print size to draw the viewer in. The soft focus on the edge, gives a dream like effect and a “vintage photography” feeling from a time before we knew we were destroying our environment with harmful technology.
The works also evoke a quiet and calm sense of serenity. Although there is evidence of man’s existence in the photographs through the farms, buildings and towers, there are no actual humans in the images, so the lone viewer becomes the only perceived living participant in the scene.
Visual drama created by massive dark clouds has always intrigued me. It is one of the ways for me to understand how small we humans really are in this universe.
To be exhibited at Galerie Image Photo Encadrement, Sutton, Québec, Canada.
Entire month of December, 2005.
33" x 22" digital, Giclée print.
I have also created a short film that expresses some of my concerns about the destruction of nature. You can view it here.