Showing posts with label dennis hopper. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dennis hopper. Show all posts

Saturday, May 29, 2010

I Do Believe It's Time

and Strath


Smith "The Weight" from Easy Rider OST
(1969, Dunhill Records)



Dennis Hopper, 1936-2010


Monday, May 10, 2010

Here They Come Now

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I'm looking forward to seeing the impossibly titled love fear pleasure lust pain glamour death, the Seattle Art Museum's upcoming exhibition of Andy Warhol's polaroids, Screen Tests, and other media works.





The show opens this Thursday, May 13. The members preview (in conjunction with the same-day opening of Kurt) is on May 12 from noon to 8. More info here.


To complement the show, SAM will be screening Chelsea Girls in its Plestcheef Auditorium on Friday, May 21 (7:30 – 11 p.m.).




Nico "Chelsea Girls"

Thursday, March 25, 2010

Image of the Day

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A telegram from Dennis Hopper to Kris Kristofferson, one of many interesting artifacts featured in the forthcoming Kristofferson release from Light In The Attic, which I had the great pleasure of designing.

Give 'em hell Dennis.

Monday, October 12, 2009

Image of the Day

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Signs of the Times, an exhibition of 1960s photography and paintings by Dennis Hopper at Tony Shafrazi Gallery in NYC. Click here for images and info.

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Mental Movies

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This past Sunday morning, Sky and our step-brother Chris (in town from Portland, Oregon) and I met up for a quick trip to the Fort Greene flea market. It was mostly uneventful—no records worth reporting—but Sky found a really amazing book: former Life magazine photojournalist Leigh Wiener's Tijuana Sunday, a series documenting 52 minutes at a bull fight on a sunny afternoon in 1961. (Click to enlarge the pictures.)

Wiener's point of view on bull fighting is clear; I'll spare you the gruesome shots of the bull being tortured and eventually killed, to the great delight and/or horror of much of the crowd. This sport, despite the glamorous culture that surrounds it, is sick and wrong.

The photography is captivating. At first glance I thought Tijuana Sunday was a great book, and easily worth the $15 price tag—but it became instantly legendary to me when Sky showed me these spreads:

Long time readers of this blog (hi mom) will remember that I posted this photo before. The man in the picture is a young Dennis Hopper, so I always assumed it was a film still. I've been trying to figure out what movie it came from since high school, when I clipped the picture out of a magazine and promptly forgot the context.

There you have it, mystery solved.

More info on Leigh Wiener (1929–1993) at his website.