Scandia sketches

Beautiful drawings by Gunnar Asplund of his planned interiors of Scandia theatre from 1922. One of Sweden's most beautiful cinemas, Stockholm's equivalent of Auckland's Civic.

Ongoing goings on

Have started a tumblr as a means of viewing, organising, grouping and collating photographs and images of artworks, sketches and items of interest. From both digital and analog cameras, home and abroad. An excellent method to find new patterns and narratives within images and creating previously unrecognized links to other photographs, some long forgotten.

follow the continuous stream here
http://thetally-ho.tumblr.com/

Ivan Ivanovich

Ivan Ivanovich - Russia's test flight mannequin.
Ivan Ivanovich - the Russian equivalent of John Doe.
amazing what one stumbles across when spellchecking.

dröm dikt

Dream baby

In dreams

Sweet dreams

Dream baby (how long must I dream)

Dream

All I have to do is dream

Beautiful dreamer

Big as I can dream

When I stop dreaming

(All I can do is) Dream You

Afraid to Sleep 

In the real world

Roy Orbison’s dream

/

Afraid to sleep.

   (dream)

how long must I dream

in dreams / in the real world

all I can do is dream. Dream you,

Dream baby.

in dreams

all I can do is dream you

beautiful dreamer

All I have to do is dream-

dream

Big.

as I can dream

In dreams

In the real world

When I stop dreaming

 sweet dreams

(how long must I dream?)

Roy Orbison's dream - a poem/text work built of Roy's song titles mentioning dreams. An experiment in  words which straddles that thin crevasse between song and poetry. The word 'dream' now appears completely foreign too me. As when one repeats a word aloud too and it loses any meaning, reverting back to just sounds. It seems this can happen with written words as well. Too many dreams, Roy, too many dreams.

Unintentional film stills

                  

Looking back through the images taken from Rome's Eur district I was struck by a sort of half-formed narrative slowly appearing within the shots. The place was deserted, the whites and greys of the buildings adding an unsettling stillness upon the entire area - the only sign of life was the traffic on the wide boulevards, and Italy's small Fiats swerving around roundabouts at speed looked nearly comical in comparison to the towering architecture above. (which, out of habit or disinterest, the drivers ignored.)

These starkly impressive monuments to fascism loom over you like a held-in breath. It creates a cinematic and palpitating atmosphere; there is the sense that this stillness, stagnation, is temporary, a bell will sound
and streams of animated people with surge out of the buildings and populate the avenues - but simultaneously an air of resignation weighs down upon you like the stifling summer heat: a knowledge that it has always been like this, it will always remain like this. 

Michelangelo Antonioni shot L'Eclisse here in 1962. 

The individual becomes what everyone fears around these structures - miniscule, alone, insignificant. Still photographs reflecting the sensation of a place frozen in time, a stranger in a strange land, Chris Marker's La Jetée; Picnic at Hanging Rock. Déja vu, two people in the same place in different times - don't hold your breath here. 

These photographs were taken with no thoughts lingering behind them; but environments will make one act differently, walk differently and impress their presence upon a place in sometimes unnatural ways. Being in the Eur instilled a sort of reverence in me, and deliberateness of manner: every move I made felt slowed down, considered, paced to accommodate the nature of my surroundings. 

You just have to stand there and take it all in - it's not about you anymore. 

From the photo collection 'In Italy', Rome June 2014.

Trees and columns

Over-exposed Roman Forum: line of trees, rows of columns. I feel like this image belongs on a biscuit tin.

From the photo collection 'In Italy', Rome June 2014.

Running, jumping, backwards, forwards

Kjell from the back and from the front, running and jumping along via Appia Antica. The Appian Way was part of the Marathon route at the 1960 Rome Olympics.

From the photo collection 'In Italy', Rome, June 2014.