Poem by Jesse Cameron Alick, Photo by Shan Driscoll But one village in India survived the tsunami by having the good sense to plant 80 thousand trees three years before hand. The trees blocked almost all the water that came rushing in. Plant 80 thousand good deeds to absorb the shock wave that will inevitably [...]
July 8, 2010
A High Con interview with Portland, OR artist Brittany Hanson, conducted by Sam Kulla Have you ever fallen asleep among wild animals, or awoken to find them around you? If not, where is the wildest place you have slept as peacefully as the girl in this picture sleeps on the pink bear? I haven’t fallen [...]
June 27, 2010
by Wynne Renz with photos by Shan Driscoll :: Serious bizness Alla courtside Da pretty Fillies freakin’ Der skirts Straight up To der Leetle Nipple nose Job Knicks For de Have ya Have u Seen dee Seen da Playa’s tattoo? Tattoo so Photoreal Is tic Really A diamond Crispy ‘N crusted Semi precious Graveyard stone? [...]
June 16, 2010
by Jesse Spaulding Jesse shot this film on a Bolex 16mm camera. He spent many hours experimenting with different chemicals to hand process the film. He then recaptured it on his HD camera, as you will see at the end of the film. Full screen mode recommended* Jesse Spaulding is a filmmaker based out of [...]
May 31, 2010
Poems by Adam Theron-Lee Rensch, New York City In a Box, A Photograph In the dark room, the camera obscura, negatives enlarge under red light. In between exposing paper & placing it in developer, a latent image exists but can’t be seen. It’s a time of pure potential, an image waiting patiently to expose itself, [...]
May 19, 2010
by Rio M. A sigh, a shift, a click. Aha! The lights get brighter. Light bulbs buzz, pupils dilate. The colors become more vibrant. Reds and oranges radiate heat. Blues and greens provide a cool breeze. The sounds are prickly and intrusive, but on the horizon there is a soft twinkling noise. Your entire body [...]
April 18, 2010
by Mandy Wiebe This photo was taken in the mountains of Wyoming. It had just rained and the retreating storm clouds were reflecting in the little reservoir. Everything around me and in me was filled with tension; emotionally, physically, naturally. But, I looked out onto the water and I saw the reflection of the sky- [...]
August 31, 2010