Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Surrealist Babe






I always wondered who the beautiful woman was in Man Ray photos. I recently put a name to the face. I had always heard of Lee Miller, the photographer, but did not realize how amazing her life was. Her life as a young fashion model began one day while she was crossing the street in New York and Conde Nast stopped her from getting hit by a car. She was an immediate success, getting the cover of Vogue in 1927. She then moved to Paris in the 20's, with the full intention to understudy with Man Ray. He was reluctant at first, but she soon became  his assistant, lover, pupil, and muse. Lots of photos during this period are credited to Man Ray, but were actually taken by Miller. She was a part of the surrealist movement of the time and rediscovered the photo process of Solarization. She moved back to New York in the 30's to start her own photo studio and met her first husband, an Eygptian railroad man. They moved to Cairo, where she studied light and space, taking beautiful photos of the pyriamids. She soon grew bored with the desert and moved back to Paris. Then World War II began. She became a war correspondat and took some of the most memorable photos of the war. She is pictured here bathing in Hitler's tube.She took this photo of a mayor's daughter who had poisoned herself at the arrival of the Allies in Germany. All of these pictures are copyrighted.

Sunday, April 13, 2008

Squirrels are Fun?



look for the swastika in the squirrels are fun drawing

John Rees: Snapple Mascot


This is a tv commercial circa. 1994. John was one of my bestest friends in Junior High. One day in English class John decide to write a letter, the one that the Snapple Lady reads in the commercial. So they called John and flew him out to Arizona mascot training school for classes. Then they filmed the commercial in our junior high. He even got to be in the Macy's day parade in New York on the Snapple float. JOHN is WAY COOL. I still have his autograph on a pink lemonade wrapper.

Thursday, April 10, 2008

god the dyslexic dog

I am noticing more and more that I have a real problem with the english language. How the fuck did i graduate elementary school. Am I dyslexic? why did no one ever catch it? next time you see me tell me your phone number and i swear i will get it wrong. or ask me to punctuate a sentence, spell a word, or try and get me to pronounce a name or say something in french.
i feel like such an idiot. i need schooling. will someone tutor me? i mean seriously.