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A Brooklynite on the Ice: Tropical Camouflage
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A Brooklynite on the Ice. And champagne. But the one-time suburb has been all-but consumed by the Haitian capital's tremendous population growth; those seeking the tranquility of the forested highlands now need drive much farther uphill to find calm. On a trip last fall I was stunned to look up at this perilous, ever-evolving hillside and see a riot of color. Every tropical hue from the (hypothetical) Benjamin Moore Caribe. I asked our driver. Mateli te fel," he replied. President Martelly did it. Now, w...
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A Brooklynite on the Ice: Not just another night at WD50
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A Brooklynite on the Ice. Not just another night at WD50. I had a crazy start to the week. My friend WoWe asked me if I wanted to join him and see what might dribble out the end of my pen while he photographed a gang of international culinary superstars spending 72 hours in New York to prepare for an all-star tribute dinner for Wylie Dufresne. Okay, I said, sounds like fun. Here's one of many possible dispatches:. 3 Dufresne dishes, with his famous "Shrimp noodles" on the right. 21) Iñaki Aizpitarte (#17).
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A Brooklynite on the Ice: October 2014
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A Brooklynite on the Ice. At the beginning of What We Don’t See. We would scarcely be able to see our own hands in front of our faces. What if all those signals flowing through the air are debilitating to our health and sanity? Are these people simply incapable of coping with modern life, and so flee a society that has become too dense with communication and information? What We Don't See. On her last day in Green Bank, I asked Katharina whether, after a year spent in the company of electronically tormen...
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A Brooklynite on the Ice: Sonje means remember
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A Brooklynite on the Ice. I hope to post an interview with Daniel Morel about the show soon. At the moment I have a piece about it running on the BBC's "From Our Own Correspondent." You can listen to it online here,. Or catch on the BBC World Service wherever and whenever they run the program. Daniel, in front of his exhibition. Ps: Anyone still having trouble with the link, as pointed out by phuzz in the comments, can cut / paste this: http:/ www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b04ykk4w. They say it's a cold world.
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A Brooklynite on the Ice: January 2015
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A Brooklynite on the Ice. A nice long piece I wrote appeared in german in the Suddeutsche Zeitung. And I also recorded for the BBC's "From Our Own Correspondent." You can listen to that story about sixteen and a half minutes into this MP3 file,. Or read it online. How long have you been working as a photojournalist? Have you worked other places besides Haiti? What do you consider the highlights of your career? This Also, the return of Aristide, when I was on the plane with him. October 15th, 1994. The id...
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A Brooklynite on the Ice: Electrosmog
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A Brooklynite on the Ice. At the beginning of What We Don’t See. We would scarcely be able to see our own hands in front of our faces. What if all those signals flowing through the air are debilitating to our health and sanity? Are these people simply incapable of coping with modern life, and so flee a society that has become too dense with communication and information? What We Don't See. On her last day in Green Bank, I asked Katharina whether, after a year spent in the company of electronically tormen...
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A Brooklynite on the Ice: On the Streets with Camilo J. Vergara
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A Brooklynite on the Ice. On the Streets with Camilo J. Vergara. We hurry back up the sidewalk and across the street. On the east side of the Avenue, stretching for two full city blocks, is a wall of blue-painted plywood fencing, marking an enormous construction site. It is as if a huge tree has been felled in the forest, so that along the north side of 132. Eerily, like Knipl, who Katchor created years before the two met, Vergara's daily routine is to go out into America's cities with a camera and take ...
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A Brooklynite on the Ice: April 2014
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A Brooklynite on the Ice. And champagne. But the one-time suburb has been all-but consumed by the Haitian capital's tremendous population growth; those seeking the tranquility of the forested highlands now need drive much farther uphill to find calm. On a trip last fall I was stunned to look up at this perilous, ever-evolving hillside and see a riot of color. Every tropical hue from the (hypothetical) Benjamin Moore Caribe. I asked our driver. Mateli te fel," he replied. President Martelly did it. Now, w...
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A Brooklynite on the Ice: November 2013
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A Brooklynite on the Ice. All the Bookworm leaders we don't trust. Tomorrow is election day; don't forget to cast your vote! 0 Please leave your comments or remarks! Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). They say it's a cold world. View my complete profile. One Current Project, on Instagram. My Book, Walking to Guantánamo, has its own website. Order yourself a copy now, from Commons Books. Or, get it from Amazon. What I put my books on. Extraordinary Cocktails, and tales from the bar-rail. Big Poppa John V.
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A Brooklynite on the Ice: March 2014
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A Brooklynite on the Ice. Who had agreed to help us film some kanaval. Perennial favorites are the gangs of "Charles Oscar," a sort of combination of multiple eras of evil political enforcer based on a single early 20th century Jacmel police officer of renowned brutality. These roving bands wear Napoleonic gear and huge sets of felt teeth to represent their corruption and insatiable greed. My dear friend Leah Gordon has published a spectacular book of photographs. March of the zombie Carmen Mirandas?