Last night, a rogue bunch of characters descended on the Cornerhouse, in fair Manchester, to confirm that they were really people and more than just the phenomenal pixels they’d previously transmitted to the world.
Before the third beer, discussion had included environmental destruction in China, the rise of the newsprint for photo self-pubs, Polish Liverpool fans, Google Earth, Roma and Romania, photobooks, the power of Duckrabbit, why U.S. prisons are so bad, Sikhism, M.A. distinctions, hierarchies of needs, hierarchies of power within the photoworld, and freeing yourself of all of it.
Here’s the line up.
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January 8, 2012 at 10:17 am
LaureenMillarHolt
Is there supposed to be something meaningful in all this gibberish & fuzzy photography?
Just wondering.
January 8, 2012 at 6:39 pm
Blake Andrews
I see how the beer might blur your vision but how did you get it to effect the camera’s vision? Does your camera get tipsy? If so where can I order one of those?
January 9, 2012 at 5:17 am
petebrook
Laureen. No deep and meaningfuls here. Just gibbering, fuzzy fun. The best thing you can do with these portraits is ignore them and click on the names below each of them.
January 9, 2012 at 5:23 am
petebrook
Blake, it’s a new setting now in beta-testing for all cameras. Companies scrambling to win the dollars of the young-and-not-so-hip-developing-alcoholic-photographer-market. Keep your eyes peeled. I’m sure there’ll be an iPhone App rip-off soon, “Beerography” or something?
January 9, 2012 at 9:00 am
Blake Andrews
I think some folks have already tested it. Sugimoto, Bill Jacobson, Ken Rosenthal, etc.
Ciara’s smile photo is great.