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In documenting the rough corners of 1970s New York, Jill Freedman brought out with her photography something old-school lurid, like the flashbulb exposures of Weegee and Brassaï in the decades before, always offering a startlingly and very human view on her street subjects. When in 1971 the photogra
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The New York Public Library is asking for quiet with its current exhibition, Echoes of Silence, the first to consider the early works of the architectural photographer Philip Trager — but silence isn’t a word that comes to mind when looking at a Trager photograph. One is drawn instead to the photogr
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Stock photography is a rapidly growing, global industry — and thanks to mass proliferation on the internet, a billion-dollar one, too. But let’s not kid ourselves: we look down on these hypercommercial images and consider them akin to junk food: cheap, ubiquitous, and easily digestible.
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Next to Baruch College on East 25th street is the intriguing red-lit entrance of The Carlton Arms Hotel. The check-in desk sits in a foyer that is a feat of spectacular kitsch excess — think the Scharf Shack and Pewee’s Playhouse rolled into one. The hotel, which has the zany energy and personality
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Convention-flouting DIS magazine is launching a new stock photography website called DISimages.com next week, and they’re really hoping their images pop up everywhere — from the Huffington Post’s front page to a weed dispensary’s brochures.
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Perhaps the consummate bard of the American landscape, Mark Twain depicted in his writing a countryside both tamed and wild. He once wrote, "The Mississippi River will always have its own way; no engineering skill can persuade it to do otherwise." The same description could be applied to the waterwa
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Even though, like most people, I use Twitter publicly, I still often get the feeling that my tweets exist in a kind of social media bubble — that they're shielded from the rest of the world, read only by the people whose feeds they might happen to pop up in. That is, of course, just the imaginary fe
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Published on The Verge yesterday is a long feature article on the history of the American arcade, which kicks things off with this line: "The defining feature of a 'real' arcade, however, is that there aren’t really any left." Photographer K. Shamlian would beg to differ. His images of an aging Sovi
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To peer into one’s refrigerator is to peer into one’s soul — at least, that’s the premise of You Are What You Eat, a photography series by San Antonio–based photographer Mark Menjivar, on view at Boerum Hill’s delightful micro gallery 0.00156 acres. The seven photographs featured in the exhibition d
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What's most often missing from pictures of Detroit are people. They don't quite work in the landscape of ruin porn, enamored as it of empty, decaying spaces that seem beautiful precisely because they're devoid of the life they once had. Showing people would suggest that Detroit is more than just a s
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There was a period when I didn't know what, exactly a "selfie" was. It sounded like a euphemism for something. Now I know that it's just a self-portrait — our medium of choice for Facebook and Instagram (RIP). Two recent phenomena, faked selfies and art critic Brian Droitcour's #artselfies, take the
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No holiday season is complete without a viewing of Home Alone, the classic film in which a young Macaulay Culkin is left to watch mob flicks by himself while his family heads to Paris for Christmas. Though few of us can boast of having fended off a couple of crooks from the family mansion, we all ch