Posts tagged ‘Photography’

June 8, 2013

new moon

by Emma

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May 13, 2013

i told you none of this was real

by Emma

Emma Destrube

by EmmaGini

May 6, 2013

by Emma

EmmaGini

April 15, 2013

Synchrodogs

by Emma

Synchrodogs, –  tania.shcheglova on flickr.

March 31, 2013

Glory

by Emma

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March 30, 2013

Tiny Magic Endlessness

by Emma

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March 28, 2013

Tiny Magic Gulls

by Emma

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Emma. Your ducks. Get them in a row.

March 16, 2013

kids from around the world photographed with their favourite posessions.

by Emma

Botlhe – Maun, Botswana

 

Arafa & Aisha – Bububu, Zanzibar

Arafa & Aisha – Bububu, Zanzibar

 

Chiwa – Mchinji, Malawi

Chiwa – Mchinji, Malawi

 

Julia – Tirana, Albania

Julia – Tirana, Albania

 

Pavel – Kiev, Ukraine

 

Stella – Montecchio, Italy

Stella – Montecchio, Italy

 

Cun Zi Yi – Chongqing, China

 

Watcharapom – Bangkok, Thailand

 

Orly-Brownsville,Texas

 

Tangawizi – Keekorok, Kenya

Tangawizi – Keekorok, Kenya

more pictures from the series here: http://www.gabrielegalimberti.com/

“If Riverboom’s photographer Gabriele Galimberti had happened to shoot me, aged 6 and surrounded by my favorite toys, he would have seen the following: plastic medieval weaponry; assorted Lego (Space, Castle and Pirate); an inflatable Tyrannosaurus rex (punctured slowly into extinction); a Superman action figure (I lost it and hyperventilated with grief); a pair of cuddly rabbits (Sally and Billy); toy cars; a tiny guitar; a plane you launched with an elastic catapult; a replica pistol I thought my mum didn’t know about.

Everyone remembers their childhood toys. The fact that I can recall how most of mine tasted better than I can remember the names of my primary school teachers says everything you need to know about the universe kids inhabit. Indeed, when Galimberti hit upon the idea of photographing children from

around the world with their toys, he was not expecting to uncover much we did not already know: kids love dolls and dinosaurs and trucks and cuddly monkeys, and will construct worlds around them before eventually, inevitably, disregarding them for ever. “At their age, they are pretty all much the same,” is his conclusion after 18 months working on the project. “They just want to play.”

But how they play can reveal a lot. “The richest children were more possessive. At the beginning, they wouldn’t want me to touch their toys, and I would need more time before they would let me play with them,” says the Italian, who would often join in with a child’s games before arranging the toys and taking the photograph. “In poor countries, it was much easier. Even if they only had two or three toys, they didn’t really care. In Africa, the kids would mostly play with their friends outside.”

Yet even children worlds apart share similarities when it comes to the function their toys serve. Galimberti talks about meeting a six-year-old boy in Texas and a four-year-old girl in Malawi who both maintained their plastic dinosaurs would protect them from the dangers they believed waited for them at night – from kidnappers and poisonous animals respectively. More common was how the toys reflected the world each child was born into: so the girl from an affluent Mumbai family loves Monopoly, because she likes the idea of building houses and hotels, while the boy from rural Mexico loves trucks, because he sees them rumbling through his village to the nearby sugar plantation every day.

Ultimately, the toys on display reveal the hopes and ambitions of the people who bought them in the first place. “Doing this, I learnt more about the parents than I did about the kids,” says Galimberti. There was the Latvian mother who drove a taxi for a living, and who showered her son with miniature cars; the Italian farmer whose daughter proudly displayed her plastic rakes, hoes and spades. Parents from the Middle East and Asia, he found, would push their children to be photographed even if they were initially nervous or upset, while South American parents were “really relaxed, and said I could do whatever I wanted as long as their child didn’t mind”.

With the exception of computer games, he noticed that toys haven’t really changed over the past three decades or so. And there is something reassuring about that. “I’d often find the kind of toys I used to have,” he says. “It was nice to go back to my childhood somehow.”

Ben Machell – The Times Magazine

March 15, 2013

Tiny Magic Everyday: 31

by Emma

Emma Destrube

Emma. Nostalgia Mashup #4

March 14, 2013

Tiny Magic Everyday: 30. Those isles of yours that wait for me.

by Emma

Emma Destrube

Emma. Nostalgia Mashup #3.

March 13, 2013

Tiny Magic Everyday: 29. Of night and light and the half light.

by Emma

Emma Destrube

Emma. Nostalgia Mashup #2.

March 12, 2013

Tiny Magic Everyday: 28

by Emma

by Emma Destrube

Emma. nostalgia mashup #1

March 10, 2013

Tiny Magic Everyday:26

by Katyslany

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Katy

March 10, 2013

Tiny Magic Everyday: 26

by Emma

Emma Gini

Emma.

March 5, 2013

YES

by Emma

opium robot

taken through a waterfall..

Amanda Charchian
amandacharchian.com

 

February 26, 2013

Tiny Magic Everyday:14

by Katyslany

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Go Go Girls. Katy.

February 17, 2013

Tiny Magic Everyday: 5

by Katyslany

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November 25, 2012

if you were a mermaid, i was the sea

by Emma

November 12, 2012

Fairy tale about a girl who became a tree in order to lay to rest the birds inside her.

by Emma

laura makabresku

November 8, 2012

you are the poet, you walk inside my dreams

by Emma

Robert Moses Joyce on flickr omgg

November 3, 2012

Monette & Mady

by Emma

Maja Daniels: “…Monette and Mady are identical twins. They have lived their whole life closely together and are, as they say, inseparable.

I first saw them on the streets of Paris and I was instantly fascinated by their identical outfits and synchronized corporal language. Quirky and beautiful, they stood out from any crowd. As I couldn’t quite believe my eyes, I remember thinking that they might not be real.
When I approached them I was not surprised to discover that they often finish each other’s sentences and that they refer to themselves as « I » instead of « we ».

Neither Mady nor Monette have married or had children and they always eat the same kind of food in identical portions.
They do not just share a close relationship as sisters; as a couple they act, model and dance together and the city of Paris is their main stage.
If they ever go out dressed in different outfits, people stop and ask why they argue.
When I first spotted the sisters, I wasn’t quite sure that they were real… the dreamy atmosphere is a bit like a mirage that reflects my initial impression of them.
Sometimes Monette and Mady don’t quite understand why I want to document their everyday life. It is an interesting challenge for me to make them see how fascinated I am by this symbiotic existence that is so natural to them.

Mady and Monette are indifferent to the many stereotypes that are related to aging. They have in fact long stopped celebrating their birthdays and they defy any preconceived notions related to growing old.

This series is an intimate journal of their togetherness…”

November 3, 2012

I sleep with my feet on moss carpets, my branches in the cotton of the clouds

by Emma

via empty kingdo alexandraintheforest.tumblr.com

amanda charchian

September 28, 2012

Only do not forget, if I wake up crying it’s only because in my dream I’m a lost child hunting through the leaves of the night for your hands

by Emma

new series by gorka postigo

September 14, 2012

there is no such thing as fantasy unrelated to reality

by Emma

September 12, 2012

Everything is more beautiful because we’re doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again.

by Emma

 Ilona Olkonen
September 6, 2012

Il Est Pour Nous

by Emma

August 11, 2012

That shadow of a shadow of your love, that somehow contains the entire universe.

by Emma

christofferrelander

July 27, 2012

It had started with the moon, inaccessible poem that it was.

by Emma

July 21, 2012

buckled treasure chest of secrets

by Emma

lindsay adler
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this reminds me of what you make… cranial cravings…

July 21, 2012

I want to eat the sun rays burnt by your beauty

by Emma

    

maxwell snow – it’s only castles burning

July 20, 2012

and i put my heart and eyelashes on fire like a sacrifice

by Emma

 

someslashthings.com

July 17, 2012

Neptune

by Emma

by Petra Collins. She’s also curator of The Ardorous

July 17, 2012

The Ardorous

by Emma

Arvida Bystrom over at The Ardorous, my new favourite place..waah!!

June 30, 2012

music melting all the separate parts of our bodies together

by Emma

Jamie Ibarra is synaesthetic – he hears colours.

we could make wings like this..

June 28, 2012

Faerie boy

by Katyslany

Faerie boy

June 26, 2012

My love, we have found each other thirsty and we have drunk up all the water and the blood, we found each other hungry and we bit each other as fire bites

by Emma

May 28, 2012

I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

by Emma

Leslie Ann O’Dell

May 18, 2012

Light painting

by Katyslany

 

Light painting

March 19, 2012

Pakayla

by Emma

 While you wait for another.

 All the time I was making this   I was thinking of you.

never thought of you as my mnt top

hand bent neon + double exposure paintings by pakayla biehn. oil on canvas.  youshouldtakecare.com