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Monthly Archives: April 2011

Macworld

Entering Macworld today.  Hooking up at an unknown Hartford location.  Have no clue where this one is going to go.  But it is going to be fun.   Look at everyone watching Mac’s video, “Knock Knock” after the sedar in Pittsburgh.

I am not sure why Mac’s music has gotten under my skin – but it has.   Infectious.  Empowering.  Not exactly sure what I can bring to the party – but seeing a couple of shows and hanging out a bit will help figure it out.  I always start by looking around, keeping my ear to the ground, gaining trust, flying without a net.

Mac and I share one big thing – even though we are years apart.  We both graduated from the same high school in Pittsburgh  with very clear passions that would map our futures.  Mine has carried me through years of searching, creating – opening the most unlikely doors with my work.   Being a photographer has steered my ship – from my parents house to the White House and all over the world.  Stephie says, “the work leads to the work” – and that is always the case.

Mac is the son of a childhood friend from Pittsburgh.   He is 19 and just tearing it up.  Millions and millions of You Tube downloads.  Check it out Knock Knock.  Check it out Donald Trump.  Check it out Nikes on My Feet.   He lives for his music and lets everything else work itself out.

Mac is bombarded with all kinds of people wanting a piece of the action.  I need to be clear, I am not that guy.   I am interested in our shared backgrounds, and what he is doing creatively.   I am hoping I can bring something to the table – but this is being approached as a personal project – not something I am doing for any reason short of great art.

Lots of music in the studio this morning.   Lots of Mac.   Pharoahe Monch and Jill Scott’s Still Standing.   And thinking about how Patti Smith’s  Piss Factory relates to Mac’s, Donald Trump.  More on that one soon.

04.29.11 Posted in Personal Work, Photos

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A Night with LL Cool J and Paul Simon


December, 1987

Got a call from the NY Times to photograph Paul Simon and LL Cool J.  Plan was to meet the great music writer, Stephen Holden at Paul’s apartment, and take a limo out to Queens.    Paul had grown up on doo wop in Queens. Graceland had come out that year and he was deep into African music.

LL Cool J was living with his grandmother in Queens and just discovering doo wop.  We arrived and his grandmother opened the door.  Her living room furniture was covered in vinyl to keep it safe.   She was sweet, and showed us the way to the basement where LL lived.    We spent the night with LL playing all this doo wop for Paul – he was so into it.   Paul played LL all this african music.   The whole time, his grandmother kept yelling down, “TURN IT DOWN.”

Listening to my favorite LL CD – Mr Smith – Make it Hot

and this new Paul Simon album – “So Beautiful of So What.”   I listened to it for a week straight.  On the train.  All day working.  In my dreams.  It just got under my skin.   Have no clue who did this video from the title track but I love it.

And I love these lines from “Questions for the Angels”:

If you shop for love in a bargain store
And you don’t get what you bargained for
Can you get your money back?
If an empty train in a railroad station
Calls you to its destination
Can you choose another track?

04.19.11 Posted in Personal Work, Photos

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Sugar Sugar

What is a culinary moment worth?  I have kept myself clean – more clean than I would like to admit.  Except for sugar – which I craved and satiated all these years.  Finally elbowed sugar out.  Have gone three months of no desserts, no chocolate, no anything.   It has not been super hard.  Eating alot of fruit.   Then read this in the NY Times magazine this past Sunday.  I am pretty sure the science is never going to prove that sugar is good for you.   So dropping it cannot be a bad idea.  Feeling alot better.   Lost some weight.  Energy roller coaster leveled out – now only high!  The mysteries cannot really be that mysterious.

Love what the Times wrote about Barbara Cook at the Carnegie Hall gala with James Taylor:
“The evening’s most compelling performance was Ms. Cook’s “Here’s to Life.” To hear this indestructible woman, who is now 83, muse, “I had my share, I drank my fill/And even though I’m satisfied, I’m hungry still” in a voice that has lowered without shedding any of its luster was to receive lines of personal scripture torn from the soul.”

04.18.11 Posted in Personal Work, Photos, Something I Saw

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Chicago

Woke up in room 1721 of the Pennisula Hotel in Chicago this morning.   This is one super fancy cave they have built.  Love being so pampered.   Perfect tomato soup and tuna tartare while editing at 2AM.   “Our pleasure, Mr. Lange.”     The fitness breakfast at 7AM.  “If there is ANYTHING else we can do for you, please let us know.”

Had my iphone next to the coffee.  Jackson and Stephie were joining me on Facetime.  “Jackson, would you like a strawberry?”  “Thanks, Daddy!”   Run my jumble of ideas past Stephie.  She sorts them out and makes sense of it all.

Portrait of Bob Fine by Harry Callahan
Run out on the most beautiful spring morning.  Searching for the ghost of Harry Callahan. In particular….his beloved portrait of Bob Fine.   Have decided to make Glenn small in the shots.   Scouting this morning, shooting this afternoon.  No permits.

Ran by the Jazz Record Mart – which I love so much.   Buying CD’s seems insane in 2011, but have to support them.   Bought Don Cherry’s, Multikuti.  Saw Cherry outside of Paris years ago in an old high school auditorium , sitting on an oriental rug playing this song.

My old Chefwear friend, Kate Shifrin came got wardrobe pulled and loved seeing her again.  Rich Bonn came by for a pep talk.  He understands Callahan more than anyone on our team.

The funny this being here is that I am shooting Chicago like I should be shooting New York, which is my own backyard – but so often just look at, taking mental pictures.

04.13.11 Posted in Photos

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How fragile life is

Pam wrote:
“Love my new photo I got at the Proof auction of the Maplewood Pool diver! Thanks for donating it for a great cause and for the privilege of enjoying it in my home!”

Fancy bed calling here in Cleveland at 2AM.  Listening to a punk show on BBC1 playing, “Help is on the way.”   Impromtu prayer on the tarmac as a plane lay as a smoking skeleton next to where we were taking off.   “Remember how fragile life is.”  Amen.

Jeni’s opened her first shop in Cleveland yesterday.   Have to give it a test drive.  Even though it will be for the troops – I  have been off sugar since the masseuse in Nashville suggested by digging her elbows in three months ago.

Planning a shoot in Chicago on Wednesday.  Found these amazing photographs by Kubrick for inspiration.

04.12.11 Posted in Photos

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