Being the thoughts and writings of one Gustaf Erikson; father, amateur photographer, technologist.
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A readable though academically stringent book about the organization of the Royal Navy from the end of the Republic to the Napoleonic Wars.
A lot about shipyard organization and political maneuvering, but hugely interesting if you’re a Patrick O’Brian buff like I am.
An entertaining account of the 1960s rivalry between Ford and Ferrari at Le Mans.
Large format (8x10) fashion photography on Polariods. The prints included the tear marks and blotches from the process. The subjects are gorgeous models clad in haute couture creations from the largest Paris maisons.
(The camera was also exhibited, a Plaubel monorail with a Schneider Symmar-S 300mm ƒ/5.6. I nerded out a lot over this.)
In all I didn’t find this very compelling. I respect the photographer for her work and her process, and on some level the combination of ancient technology and modern subjects is interesting. But in the end it’s sort of a gimmick.
Huge prints of digitally manipulated images of animals and fruit. The new wave of pictorialism - the photographs are just the raw material for making images in a computer to express the vision of the artist. Is it that far removed from making a naturalistic oil painting from a photograph? I don’t believe so.
The subject matter is interesting, but the execution felt unsettling. Probably that is the point.
I’m going to be uncharitable here and say that this is just Mary (the daughter) using her access to her mother’s (Linda) snapshots to enhance her own career.
The prints were not identified by the photographer, which felt dishonest.
Finally a good exhibit. The photographer spent some time “embedded” in a Utah “fat camp” where overweight people went through a crash course to try to lose weight. It’s a typical Swedish young photographer project but the subjects in this stark setting had a quiet dignity that made them human, as opposed to health statistics.
The big comeback tour for The The (essentially Matt Johnson, but with a great backing band) was sadly marked on the day of the Stockholm set by the passing of the singer/songwriter’s father. Despite this the band put on a great show.
The venue was packed by the kind of people (your humble writer included) who discovered the band in the mid-80s, now a bit less whip-thin and a bit less jaunty. One might even say greyed.
The varied soundscapes of the albums was replaced by a traditional rock band, with good results for the most part where the very strong melodies shone through, less so for others.
I’m very glad I went, and I hope the massive global tour will introduce The The to a new, unbeaten generation.
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