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Pathos, Ethos, Logos, Kairos #4 (2017), Pathos, Ethos, Logos, Kairos #1 (2017), and Pathos, Ethos, Logos, Kairos #2 (2017) by Lari Pittman (American, 1952– ) are acrylic and spray-paint works on gesso-mounted wood panels, on view at The Broad.
Pittman titles these portraits after the four classical rhetorical modes—pathos, ethos, logos, and kairos—using their conceptual frameworks to shape each image’s emotional charge, symbolic content, and urgency. Highly layered and visually dense, the paintings blend decorative motifs, fragments of objects, stylized faces, and graphic markers that evoke speech, persuasion, and the manipulation of meaning. The flattened backgrounds recall religious icons while the radiant halos and ornate textures frame each figure as a rhetorician, suggesting the complex interplay of identity, culture, and argument embedded in contemporary visual communication.
The Broad, a contemporary art museum anchoring Grand Avenue’s cultural corridor, opened in 2015. Designed by Diller Scofidio + Renfro with Gensler, it is defined by its “vault and veil” concept: a honeycomb-like exterior skin filtering daylight over a column-free gallery that houses more than 2,000 works from the Eli and Edythe Broad Collection. The museum focuses on postwar and contemporary art, including major pieces by Jeff Koons, Jean-Michel Basquiat, and Yayoi Kusama.
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I was only a couple hours from Everest Base Camp when my driver suddenly stopped the car and motioned for me to get out. I looked around and surmised that this was probably not an ambush so I took my camera with me and climbed a nearby hill. When I got to the top, I was greeted by this view of Lady Everest. I took a few quick photos and got back in the car before I froze my nose off, not knowing how lucky I was to get this unusually clear shot of the peak.
Buffalo Bill Cody, from a facsimile of his 1888 autobiography, which included stories of his interactions with almost every famous westerner of the day.
Buffalo Bill would have loved Twitter, Instagram and Tumblr. He would be right at home in today's world of viral videos, and the famous-for-being-famous.
Buffalo Bill's Story of the Wild West, by William F. Cody, facsimile re-issue by Fall River Press, NY, (an imprint of Sterling Pubishing, Barnes & Nobles) 2013. Originally published as "Story of the Wild West and Campfire Chants," by the Historical Publishing Company, 1888.
150 x 190 cms. 2008. Acrilico / Tela
(Ganadora del premio Novartis en el III Certamen Internacional de Pintura Miradas de Hispanoamerica en Maracaibo y de la mencion honorifica unica del Certamen internacional miradas de hispanoamerica en Alicante España)
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This is another picture from the beautiful Grace Cathedral in San Francisco. A common occupational hazard for photographers is the strange and irrational hatred security people have of tripods. Three times out of four, I will get yelled at and harassed for setting up my tripod to get pictures but this was one notable exception. Not only was there a lack of overeager security but I suspect they would not have minded if I was hanging from the rafters cirque du soleil-style. I spent my time here in complete freedom and mutual respect. Isn't that the feeling you want to impart inside a church?
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I imagine that one of the most pertinent questions to ask as part of the human experience is, "what happens when I die?" I don't know. It is one of those mysteries that have engrossed us since the beginning and, I suspect, will continue to do so until the end. I guess each of us would be inclined to have different expectations based on our beliefs and our comportment. I was reminded of this everlasting question when I was standing in front of Oakland's Cathedral of Christ the Light this weekend. My right brain saw it enshrouded in a white, ethereal glow like a futuristic version of Saint Peter's pearly gates, while my left brain considered it's precise architecture.
This glass, wood and stone beauty is such a contrast to the classical old-world churches I am used to seeing. I was ecstatic when I walked in and found the inside just as geometrically and aesthetically pleasing that I almost forgot it was a house of worship. I paid my respects and then floated from place to place taking pictures of all the interesting spaces, shapes and textures held inside. To my surprise, no one gave me a hard time which just helped make me feel more welcome. I did get a few curious looks as I pointed my camera up to the ceiling but a wink and a nod was enough to quell their suspicions (or add to them, either way it was cool). If you are ever in Oakland and find yourself with some free time, I suggest you visit this beautiful cathedral at the edge of Lake Merit and take some time to ask yourself, "what happens next?"
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This started out as an HDR photo with three exposures (-2,0,+2) to capture all the light in the highlights and shadows. I then desaturated all the colors except for the glass structure to draw the viewers attention to it and give the scene a sense of simplicity. I wanted to make it ethereal, like something you would find up in the clouds so I applied a bit of glow with Nik's Color Efex and intentionally made it bright so that it almost hurts to look at to add to the feeling of holiness. The final touch was to remove a couple of buildings on the sides and some trash cans that ruined the ethereal feel of the photo.
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Well, it is labor day today so I thought I would post a nice relaxing photo to ease you into your relaxation. Wait, if it is called “Labor Day”, doesn’t that mean we should all be laboring today? Either way, I get your meaning forefathers ...
SPNP Instruction #46: "Make a picture that is funny and sad at the same time. A photograph that simultaneously evokes pathos, irony and humour." - Jeff Mermelstein
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Constructive feedback welcome - how could this picture be better?
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"If you could go anywhere in the world where would you go?"
"Tibet. I don't know why, but I think I have a connection to that place."
"Then you should go."
I ended up spending eight days in the land of snow. My time there was certainly short, but it was characterized by silent, long distance drives through endless plateaus and mountain ranges. I visited ancient monasteries, saw a people struggle to hold on to a dying way of life, and was enveloped in sheer natural beauty. It was a trip marred with the pang of loneliness in which I spent most of my time in contemplation of my surroundings. I was at the rooftop of the world, staring at the vast blue sky in a state of reverence as I gradually re-mended a connection, I suspect, I once had. At the time, I did not realize all of this. It was only once I was back in Beijing that I noticed the jarring incongruence.
Unfortunately, it did not take too long for me to lose that newly formed connection, but the memory remains and I am grateful for it. All of this is very abstract, but sometimes that is the only way to experience certain things. I am left with a deep sense of respect and gratitude for the Tibetan people.
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I was in San Francisco late one night when I wondered up to the Legion of Honor hoping I could find some way to get in. I was shocked to find someone had cracked their tight security and managed to get into the courtyard. What baffled me was why on Earth he had taken his clothes off and decided to perch naked on the pedestal! I know this is San Francisco and people are all down with public nudity, but this guy had some guts. He was very deep in thought because he did not seem to hear me when I called out asking how he had gotten inside. I guess he had a bad day at the office and needed to think things through before he went home to his wife. Well, I hope he figured it out soon because it was way to cold and windy to be out naked.
Mil Mi-35P Hind-F/ Panther Cyprus Air Force -
Andreas Papandreou Airbase , Pathos International Airport Cyprus 08-11-2019
Yes, a composite...tracks and Indian (taken at World Beat Festival in Salem, OR) and railroad tracks in Salem.
Mil Mi-35P Hind-F/ Panther Cyprus Air Force -
Andreas Papandreou Airbase , Pathos International Airport Cyprus 08-11-2019
Models:
Severino Antonelli
Luca Fiore
Sara Summa
Tommaso Renzoni
Alessandro Fanelli
Photographer: Francesca Marino
Make-up: Tommaso Renzoni
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In the not so distant future, human kind was enslaved by the then superior race of Moles. Something in their genetic code enabled them to leapfrog us on the evolutionary chain and before we knew it, we were merely their peons. They had us build these high-tech mole habitats all over the place. On the plus side we no longer have to take complete ownership over screwing out planet. Always have to think positive, guys. Even though we got spanked by the moles.
Academy of Sciences - San Francisco
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Have you any idea how very long it takes to get to Lhasa from San Francisco? It takes, one forty-five minute 3:00am shuttle ride, a four hour wait at the airport, a two hour flight to Vancouver for a six hour layover before an eleven hour flight to Beijing, an hour in line waiting for a taxi, followed by an hour taxi ride into the city, one overnight stay, then another one hour long taxi ride back to the airport, three hours as you check in and go through customs, a four hour flight to Chengdu with a two hour connection, before you are back in the same exact plane you just evacuated, a two hour flight into the Lhasa airport and finally a one hour bus ride into the city. Somewhere along the line you loose track of all sense of time and space and you are weathered down into a state of placid servitude to the transportation authorities. Go to the left line, pass through those gates and sit there until you hear your flight being called. Yes sir.
If you are interested in squeezing some value from the experience, you can look at it as an exercise in patience and a test of your resolve to get to your location. Usually on one of these escapades, I am determined to get to my destination on the way there, but once I am there I just let events unfold and go with the flow. It usually works out well, with the exception of the few cases where I am being run out of town or I have to bribe some corrupt government official to stop harassing me for no legal reason. In this case I was just passing through the Chengdu airport, looking forward to coming home to my family. What a great feeling.
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Quello che vedo non è mio. Mentre quello che sento in ciò che vedo è mio: la sensazione, il sentimento, l'emozione, l'armonia, il pathos, la ragione, il racconto, l'attimo. Dunque, ciò che fotografo non è mio, mentre è mio ciò che sento in quello che fotografo. È questo "sentire" che voglio comunicare agli altri, condividere, e sarebbe assurdo rinchiuderlo in qualche stupida rivendicazione di proprietà, materiale, commerciale o intellettuale che sia. Con le mie foto non sto vendendo, lucrando, guadagnando; sto parlando, per essere ascoltato e non per essere comprato. E il mio parlare non ha copyright. Buona visione. E buon ascolto
Questi sono alcuni degli scatti realizzati al mercato nei pressi del Castello medievale di Bran, comune della storia regione della Transilvania, dimora dimora, secondo la leggenda, del sanguinario conte Dracula, personaggio ispirato alla figura del principe Vlad III che nel XV secolo fece parlare di sè per la ferocia e la crudeltà del suo animo .
La fortezza tuttavia, non è il vero maniero appartenuto all'imperatore Vlad ma era utilizzato dal sovrano come residenza di caccia. Curioso è l'aver appreso che i rumeni sono venuti a conoscenza di Dracula e di tutta la leggenda ad esso annessa ai primi anni '90, dopo che l'ex dittatore comunista Ceacescu è stato destituito dei suoi poteri.
Sapere questo ha suscitato curiosità prima e riflessione poi: mi trovavo li, in mezzo alla popolazione locale portatrice di tradizioni in parte costruite e piegate al consumismo frenetico, recitando la mia parte da turista occidentale, inconsciamente privo del reale contatto con quel mondo di genti diverse . Ero in Transilvania per vedere il castello di un vampiro? Ero in Transilvania per poi raccontare di esserci stato?
Come il pezzo di una carovana di passanti ciechi e sordi che si autocompiace perchè viaggia e conosce, che prende tutto per oro colato, che non si pone un perchè, un percome. Ecco come mi son sentito. Volutamente cieco.
La Romania non è una leggenda. Non è un vampiro.
Sono persone.
Che non conoscevo e non conosco.
The Berlin type was discovered in Rome near the Baths of Diocletian in 1868 and acquired the next year by the Pergamon Museum. Stylistically, this Amazon has been identified with Polycleitus (given the affinity of the head with that of his Doryphoros). Here, one can discern the pathos of the Amazon, who leans exhausted on a pillar (which Stewart suggests may be a boundary marker of the sanctuary). The entire right arm and left forearm, both hands and feet, and the pillar and its plinth have been restored.
It also is known as the Lansdowne or Sciarra type from two other copies.
One is said to have been acquired by the painter and antiquary Gavin Hamilton in 1771 to decorate the house of Lord Shelburne, Marquis of Lansdowne. It now is in the Metropolitan Museum of Art (New York), a gift of John D. Rockefeller in 1932. It preserves most of the right arm, part of the hand, and the upper portion of the pillar. The head, which was described by Hamilton at the time as one "which surpasses much any that I have yet seen," required only that the nose be restored, which was cast from the Sciarra statue, as were the missing feet The lower legs are plaster casts from the Berlin Amazon. The left hand, as in all the types, was missing and has not been restored.
The other copy is in the Ny Carlsberg Glyptotek (Copenhagen) and was acquired in 1897 from the Palazzo Sciarra and, in turn, from Cardinal del Monte in 1628 on whose property it was found, the former gardens of Sallust. The pillar has not been restored nor the right hand or left arm below the shoulder.
There is a bleeding wound to the side of the right breast, which may explain the gesture of the arm and the stance, the Amazon wearily leaning against the pillar for support. It also may signify the bravery of the warrior or, given that the wound is not consistent with the pose, simply be the invention of the copyist as an analogy to the wounded type.
The belt that ties the chiton is distinctive to the Berlin type and shows a leather strip that loops around hooks held in place by rivets at each end of a rectangular buckle. (The belt of the Mattei type is tied with a Herculean knot, with the loose ends hanging down; and the Capitoline type is simply a flat band that is not tied at all.) It may represent the broken rein of a horse, used on the battlefield by the distressed Amazon.
Blah blah blah blah blah. My brother "tagged" me for this on Facebook and I also got "tagged" on here, so what the hell.
16 things:
1. I had really long hair when I was a kid. Everyone thought I was a girl.
2. If I was a girl I would’ve been named Kendra.
3. If my sister had been a boy I would’ve been named George.
4. My first memory is snapping the head off my X-Wing Luke action figure. It was also my first and only out of body experience.
5. Once, in my teens, I shaved my arms for no good reason.
6. My current celebrity obsession is Selena Gomez. The previous one was Viggo Peter Mortensen, Jr.
7. I went through a phase where I ate straight peanut butter sandwiches because I thought jelly was “wicked”.
8. I’ve taken violin, piano, and guitar lessons. I can’t do anything with the violin anymore. I can play part of one song on the piano. I can still play guitar.
9. I usually order the club sandwich.
10. I was twenty-six years old when I bought my first bra.
11. I like shoveling snow at night.
12. I’ve had one vision and one prophetic dream. They were both about football.
13. My goal in life is to become a spacefaring immortal.
14. My favorite book is The Zoo Where You’re Fed To God by Michael Ventura. I reread it every six months or so.
15. I passed two semesters of French in college without being able to comprehend a single spoken word of the language. This is only a slight exaggeration.
16. If I were on death row I’d want fruit salad for my last meal.