7/18/2010

summer photography

Acropolis photographer, Athens 1972

So it's summer. You could set yourself up on a hill in Athens taking souvenir postcard photos of tourists at the Acropolis. But that all sounds so ancient. Are these photogs out of business now? Is the Acropolis still there? Is there now an app for that?

While summer is still in full swing, here are a few summer memories from the Godlis archives. Get out the barbecue, get out the sunglasses, get out the camera...


Brian demonstrates jellyfish grabbing, Massachusetts summer 1975


Hassid, Coney Island - summer 1979

Fenway Park, Boston summer 1975


Sadie walking across the Brooklyn Bridge - summer 2001

Abandoned Roadside Cabins, Adirondacks  summer 2003

Central Park, Summer 1980

Coney Island, Summer 1978

Eileen, Coney Island - summer 1979

Watching Minor League Baseball -  Massachusetts, summer 2009

Coney Island, Summer 1990 - shot on plastic mail order camera


7/14/2010

Quatorze Juillet...pardon my french

Ooh La La! C'est la vie. There I am in Paris in the 1990's. Vive la difference! Quel heure est il?  Bien sur. OK, to honor Bastille Day, what better than a little Jean-Luc Godard . Here is  the trailer for "Vivre Sa Vie" starring the great Anna Karina, from 1962, en noir et blanc. LIGHTS, CAMERA, ACTION!




7/08/2010

Da Doo Ron Ron / LaLa Brooks of The Crystals at Film Forum!!!


LaLa Brooks with Phil Spector in the 1960's


LaLa Brooks last night at the Film Forum

         When the documentary, "The Agony And The Ecstasy of Phil Spector" now playing at the Film Forum, ended and the lights in the theater came up, in she walked - the other Great Voice fronting the Spector Wall of Sound - Delores LaLa Brooks. She was just 15 when she sang lead vocals with The Crystals on "Da Doo Ron Ron" and "Then He Kissed Me".  Answering questions at the Film Forum last night she looked positively radiant.  Born in Brooklyn and living in NY's East Village now, she talked openly about Phil and the Crystals sessions. About being on the road with The Crystals when they heard the Darlene Love vocal on "He's A Rebel".  How little room there was inside the Wall of Sound studio. About leaving The Crystals and singing "Aquarius" in the original Broadway production of Hair. About trying to get money from Phil. Like Darlene Love and Ronnie Spector, she saw little payment and no royalties, and had to eat from the studio vending machine while recording.  With any luck, Film Forum was taping and will upload as one of their podcasts. 

          The documentary itself is a must see - strange, in that it mixes in-depth interviews with the ultra-reclusive producer, beside Court TV footage of his murder trial.  J.Hoberman's review in the Village Voice is right on the mark: "Round-faced and wide-eyed, snugly fitted with a bowl-cut blond wig and ever eager to vent, Spector has the look of the imp off a Rice Krispies box." 

          Find out why he holds a grudge against Tony Bennet. Hear him imitate John Lennon. See the Teddy Bears performing "To Know Him Is to Love Him". Find out why he held Martin Scorsese's career in the palm of his hand. How he named the song Da Doo Ron Ron. And decide for yourself whether he shot Lana Clarkson. Teenage Tycoon Megalomania unleashed + Incredible music. Weird indeed. Go see it now!


          In the meantime, watch LaLa Brooks and The Crystals knock one out of the park. 






heat wave 4th




July 4th 1975 - Boston

After two days of brutal 100 + temperatures here in New York City - with the prospect of a 90 degree day tomorrow sounding like a relief - I'm reminded of this photo I took on July 4th in 1975.  If there's anything worse than trying to get through a heat wave, it's trying to get through a heat wave with a baby. I remember seeing this mom and kid at a MacDonald's in the Allston Brighton section.  I knew this woman was not having an easy day. Still I had to take this photo. The only one who noticed me was the baby. Hey I was just as hot as her.  This is what it is to endure a heat wave.  Even indoors, the air looks thick with humidity.  Definitely hot town summer in the city time. Sound familiar?

7/05/2010

the 4th revisited

re: the July 4th photos I posted yesterday.  

July 4th is a street photographer's working holiday.  With Robert Frank's photograph "Fourth of July - Jay, New York" in mind, and camera in hand,  every year I walk through a world of flags, patriotism, parades, and hot dogs looking for one more shot to explain it all. 


July 4th,  1980 - Middleboro, Massachusetts

This photograph from the southeastern Massachusetts town of Middleboro is one of my favorites.  Middleboro, as it turns out, is the hometown of Lavinia Warren, who was married to  General Tom Thumb (yes P.T. Barnum's Tom Thumb) in 1863, at Grace Church in NYC.  So every year, they would commemorate Lavinia's wedding ceremony in Middleboro's 4th of July parade.  You really can't make these things up.  Taken 30 years ago, I can't help thinking that these kids, pretending to be dwarfs, are in their 40's now. 


From Harper's Weekly 1863


July 4th, 1975 - Nantasket Beach, Massachusetts

This photo, which I didn't post yesterday, is also one of my favorites.  I took it on a very hot summer night in the beach town of Nantasket, Massachusetts - site of Paragon Park.  This was the summer before I moved to NYC. This night photograph, with these gypsy types lit up by the amusement park lights, precedes and points to all the hand held 35mm night shooting I would be doing the next year on the Bowery.  

July 4th, 2010 - Onset, Massachusetts

And then there's this year's July 4th picture.  Actually shot on July 3rd, I believe it still qualifies for a July 4th pic if it's taken at the July 4th fireworks. This is the beach town of Onset, Massachusetts nearby to Cape Cod.  Standing atop the bluffs overlooking the beach, I shot this hand held night shot at 1/8th of a second to get the crowded beach lit up by fireworks. Totally a guessed exposure, I pass this info on for the benefit of all so inclined.  

Gotta go barbecue. A final July 4th roundup tomorrow...

7/04/2010

the 4th

A few pix from 4th of July past & present.  More about these later. Got to go out now and shoot a few more.  

July 4th, 2010 - Onset,Massachusetts

July 4th, 2010 - Onset, Massachusetts

July 4th, 1980 - Middleboro, Massachusetts

July 4th, 1992 - New York City

ALL PHOTOS BY GODLIS

5/17/2010

Where I Was At: George Romero at BAM Cinematek 5/15/10

George Romero at BAM 

Saturday at BAM Cinematek was the night of the living Romero.  In town for a preview screening of his new film "Survival of the Dead", George Romero entered the post screening hall to thunderous applause. Watching him waving back to fans as he carefully made his way down the steep balcony staircase to the stage,  the ultra tall Romero reminded me very much of Joey Ramone. Dressed in black and cool to the max, his modesty, honesty, and humor shined right through everything he said.

This new film was all action and gore right from the start. Everyone there - though admittedly true fans - loved all the twists and turns of this sixth installment in the 'Dead' series. An excited George Romero sounded like he was ready to make three more of these films right now.  In an engaging talk after the film he talked about his love of  his "slow undead creatures", the kind you can easily get away from. What these undead in fact do, he said, is expose the very human flaws of those who manage to allow themselves to get caught and eaten by them. Brilliant.

Meanwhile, next door at Brooklyn Academy of Music, the streets were lined with mobile video trucks that were there to broadcast a concert by The National, while Brooklyn hipster music fans roamed the streets like it was their night of the living dead. But where it was really happening was at the Cinematek, where the legend, George Romero, a very talented director who has done things his way for  a very long time, showed he is still at the top of his game, and ready to go higher.




all photos © GODLIS

5/13/2010

Rebecca Lepkoff - photographer TODAY 5/13 IN PERSON!

She was in the Photo League in the 1940's, shooting extraordinary pictures on the streets of New York. Today - May 13th -  she will be at The Tenement Museum  on 108 Orchard Street, signing her book "Life On The Lower East Side". She also has an exhibition at Soho Photo Gallery on White Street in Tribeca, of her vintage prints, where I shot these pictures. She's in her ninth decade, and still clicking madly. Cancel your plans - get downtown today and greet a legend! 



ALL Photos copyright Rebecca Lepkoff

















ALL PHOTOS copyright Rebecca Lepkoff

5/05/2010

the fifth day of may

Four days after May Day, you just gotta start off your Cinco de Mayo with a listen to Bob Dylan's ISIS, circa 1975.  Opening up with,  "I married ISIS on the fifth day of May, but I could not hold on to her very long", this gem from Desire, is an ode to Bob's marital troubles, thinly disguised as a Marty Robbins' gunfighter road ballad. It is must listening every May 5th. Unfortunately for those of us living in the youtube universe, the greatest clip of this song from the 1975 Rolling Thunder tour, is missing the just quoted first verse. But this killer version does include Mick Ronson on guitar,  a wild-eyed Bobby Neuwirth facing down Dylan in white face paint, and a very young T-Bone Burnett onstage decades before he won an academy award.  As the song's long journey winds down, the last verse is intact : "I still can remember the way that you smiled, on the fifth day of May in the drizzling rain."   So go ahead, start your 5/5 off right...


And if you have a few more minutes to kill, here are two more versions. First the White Stripes (Jack White meets Jack Frost). Then a slightly bedraggled Bob Dylan (on tour after one year)  doing a full version that includes that wonderful opening verse. Happy Cinco de Mayo pardner.





4/29/2010

be there now / cartier-bresson at MOMA

Now is the time to get your analog self over to the Museum of Modern Art to see the new Cartier-Bresson exhibition. Henri Cartier -Bresson is the master of what he called "the decisive moment". The only decisive moment you're going to encounter is determining when to stop looking at this picture and moving on to the next one.
This is the perfect time of year for a Cartier-Bresson exhibition. The streets of New York are alive in spring and summer. For Henri Cartier-Bresson all streets everywhere were alive, and his eyes were always open, his fingers on the shutter always ready to capture what his eyes might see. There really is no collection of photographs like this - where one stands in front of every picture wondering "how did he get that?"
I can remember being introduced to the work of Cartier-Bresson around 1972, looking at the catalog for a 1968 exhibition at this very same MOMA. I spent hours with that book, I spent a whole weekend with that book, and I spent a year or two with that book. Looking through page after page, at the incomprehensible beauty of how a camera can translate life into art. I might as well have been a little kid gaping at a magician. I was literally shaken to the core.
This is an enormous show. Too enormous to take in with only one viewing. Perhaps you want to start with the tremendously engaging online version of the exhibition on MOMA's website here:
Online, you can view and read about the photos in the comfort of your own home. This will prepare you for being in a room with the actual artifacts - the prints made from the negative that was in the camera that was in the photographers hand, out there in the real world.
How do you comprehend how someone could conceive of taking the picture above - made in Cordoba, Spain in 1933? I don't know, but I offer what John Szarkowski wrote about it in his essential MOMA book "Looking At Photographs"  "This photograph concerns gesture, line, shape, scale, the flatness of the picture plane, and the difference between art and life. To say that the picture concerns these things does not, of course, mean that it explains them." 










All the monumental shots are here. The exhibition starts with an informative introduction to the various printing styles you'll see in the exhibition. But from there you're on your own, moving from room to room and various locations around the globe. The pleasure is in discovering the rare finds among the gems. 
I had never seen this picture taken in Mexico in 1963. This is one you really have to see in the gallery to appreciate - like viewing a movie in a theater instead of on your television screen. I stood starting at this one for about ten minutes, and it called out to me every time I passed through the room. You won't see everything on your first visit, but you will find your own new favorites - I guarantee that. 

Like this one from Shanghai in 1949. Startling. Wong Kar-wai anyone?

Here are a few from his journeys across America in the 50's and 60's. 


I must say that the layout of the exhibition is it's only drawback. The layout is a little too carefully arrayed for my taste.  The organization by themes tends to inhibit the pleasure of appreciating individual photographs, if you let it. Don't let it. Just keep your mind on each and every picture, much like they were taken - one by one.  Here is a quote from the master himself. It's from the introduction to that same 1968 Cartier-Bresson MOMA catalog:

"Sometimes one remains motionless, waiting for something to happen; sometimes the situation is resolved and there is nothing to photograph. If something should happen, you remain alert, wait a bit, then shoot and go off with the sensation of having got something. Later you can amuse yourself by tracing out on the photo the geometrical pattern, or spatial relationships, realizing that, by releasing the shutter at that precise instant, you had instinctively selected an exact geometrical harmony, and that without this the photographs would have been lifeless. But to apply a golden rule, a photographer's compass can be nowhere but in his eye." - Henri Cartier-Bresson 

I suggest that you hold on to this advice while walking through the MOMA galleries.  But however you go there - virtually or digitally - be there now.  And be prepared, for when you exit the museum, and step out onto the New York streets, everything will look like a Cartier-Bresson picture. You might want to carry your camera and your "photographer's compass". Oh, and btw Friday evenings at MOMA are free.