Alain Delorme’s Totems depicts the heavy-load-bearing bicycle couriers he found in Shangai. But what I find most striking about the images are the careful composition and the saturated colors which seem straight out of glossy fashion magazines. A welcome departure from the muted tones and sloppy framing often mistaken for ‘stark realism’.
Today, as I got frustrated by my sluggish progress at a motion graphics job in which I was tasked with the most agonizingly long and boring copy, I found myself stacking effects on top of effects, just generating shit at random. Somehow I found this image pleasing, and it reminded me this aimless and purposeless exploration is something I do miss from my earlier years of doing stuff with computers.
So here’s a resolution: to set aside a few minutes every day for random purposeless.
A set of unexplainable old photos. Be warned some are somewhat disturbing, while others are just weird and others yet seem the old times’ idea of dark humour. My favourite is #43, which has a sailor grooming a hunting trophy, but lest it upsets readers feeling strongly about the rights of long deceased animals, here’s a brass band bolted on a locomotive. Neato