Saturday, February 02, 2008

The Rape of Proserpina

The Rape of Proserpina

This Day in History
1962


Eight of nine planets align for the first time in 400 years...

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MIKA_TONIGHT_Live!
Boston's Orpheum Theatre



Mika's tix capped at $30+svc fee.
eBay: $100 – $300+

Enjoy this one on us.
And support Mika,
but don't go broke.

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Aurel Sex::Deep Throat
Do or Die 1978


I've been called an operator,
I can sell an eskimo snow,
Baby, your'e a calculator,
But all you ever tell me is no.

You make me run,run,run, say your havi'n none,
You make me run,run,run, chase me with a gun.
I'll never give up!
I've got to do or die
,
I'm reach'in for the sky,
I'd like to make you mine,
You know I will in time,
? do or die,
No matter how you try,
You'll never change my mind,
I got to do or die!!

Taurus's are more determined,
Nothing's gonna stand in their way,
Loving you was my ambition,
I was born the 19th of may.

You make me run,run,run, say your havi'n none,
You make me run,run,run, chase me with a gun.
I'll never give up!
I've got to do or die,

[Do or Die lyrics on http://www.metrolyrics.com]
I'm reach'in for the sky,
I'd like to make you mine,
You know I will in time,
? do or die,
No matter how you try,
You'll never change my mind,
I got to do or die!!

I've been called an operator,
I can sell an eskimo snow,
Baby, your'e a calculator
But all you ever tell me is no.

You make me run,run,run, say your havi'n none,
You make me run,run,run, chase me with a gun.
I'll never give up!
I've got to do or die,
I'm reach'in for the sky,
I'd like to make you mine,
You know I will in time,
? do or die,
No matter how you try,
You'll never change my mind,
I got to do or die!!

Do or die (x23).

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A SHOCKER!
Grace Jones IS A WOMAN!

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Friday, February 01, 2008

CNN's REVERSE OREO debacle

Just to clarify my position on the above-referenced Freudian slip which occurred on Wednesday, January 30, and posted extensively within this blog.

I am NOT complaining or railing this very humorous slip as a call for resignations or firings of Kyra or Don. I don't live in a "square box" world.

Rather, I think this is hysterically funny, and provides a needed moment of levity for a network which has slashed and burned most of their really great, personable, and enlightening reporters.

To wit:

Soledad O'Brien
Miles O'Brien

and burying other great reporters:

Fredrika (sp?) Whitfield
Carol Costello

And not to mention:

Kris Osborne
Bill Hemmer
Daniel Sieberg

Hmmmmmmm.

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Dear CNN Powers that Be:

Has anyone ever suggested to you that "Encore Presentation" means "rerun" in any other language?
Your "loop" is pretty annoying, what with running LIVE broadcasts repeatedly as "the latest news."
I have your network on in the background while I work on my computer-related business,
and I'd estimate 50% of your broadcast is a loop, and/or a rerun.

Whatever happened to the halcyon days of real news, all the time, without such a blatant presentation of reruns?

Reminds me of all the high-end car dealerships where "used" cars are advertised as "certified pre-owned."

Who's zoomin' who?

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Quote|Unquote
Zig Ziglar

I don't care how much power, brilliance, or energy you have, if you don't harness it and focus it on a specific target, and hold it there, you're never going to accomplish as much as your ability warrants.

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Thursday, January 31, 2008

CNN
The White House

CNN's Reverse Oreo
Double Stuff!

Hmmmmm.

Seems 50% of the folks landing on my blog are interested in CNN's infamous REVERSE OREO!
What up with dat?

Stay tuned for the photos!

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CNN's Reverse Oreo
The Mourning After!


Ummm, Kyra?
What's up?
Fred's in your seat today.
Was it an exhausting evening?
Or did you hear "Kyra, come in my office...oh, and close the door behind you?"

I'm waiting eagerly for some update!
Was it worth it?

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FREE!
Clean your dirty computer screen!

This remarkable new technology will clean your screen,
once and for all.
Never deal with fingerprints, smudges,
and other annoying marks on your computer screen again.

And, as a side note: this is NOT a link to porn.
And referencing DIRTY SCREEN is just that: a dirty computer screen,
100% porn free.

You will wonder how you ever managed
without this revolutionary software.

This is both PC and Mac-compatible.

Wednesday, January 30, 2008

CNN's OTHER Reverse Oreo!
The Coop, TJ, and Rob!

photo-illustration to follow!
I'm exhausted!

Well, if they asked me to join, I wouldn't be THAT exhausted.
Ummm, maybe afterwards!

CNN!

WOO-HOO!

Almost making up for bumping Soledad and Miles!

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I'm jonesin' on Grace!

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THE CLIP!
CNN's Reverse Oreo!

Bloody Birthday Boy's Body!
LOVE your TOOL!

THE American Psycho: Christian Bale.

It was a dark and stormy KNIGHT!

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The Reverse Oreo


Picture courtesy The Huffington Post (I'm too tired to buy my own Oreos!)

Gerri: Alright Don, you come too.
Kyra: We could bring him along with the girls.
Gerri: Come on!
Kyra: He's paying! Thanks, Gerri.
Don: A little sandwich!
Kyra: Ooh!
Gerri: Whoa, I have to go now!
Kyra: Yeah, good time. You don't want to talk about the reverse oreo!

Willis was visibly embarrassed by Phillips' joke, though Lemon seemed to enjoy it, laughing out loud and announcing, "Oh, she said it! I'm glad she said it."

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W's a closet homosexual!
The Kiss


And I'm not talking about Rodin's THE KISS.

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Post #4,500
Not just numbers.

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WTF??? CNN
Menage a trois?

Don Lemon + Kyra Phillips + Gerri Willis

Kyra and Gerri discussing the the stock market,
and the ability to predict changes on the market,
Kyra suggested they'd (Kyra and Gerri) go to an island if they were that lucky...
Don chimes in "I'll go." And Kyra agrees!

Camera cuts away, and under the cross-talk, you hear Don's voice saying "sandwich"
at which point the girls start laughing, and the Kyra Phillips drops the bomb:

"a reverse Oreo."

Laughter ensues, Don asks to put Gerri's face back up on the screen,
the woman is in hysterics, and the audio is cut as she is CLEARLY saying something.

Reverse Oreo?

Hmmm.
Me? Anderson? Don?
or TJ Holmes??

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Are you suffering from ED?

The inability to become aroused over any of the choices for President put forth by either party during an election year.

"Is anyone appealing to you in this years presidential race?"
"Naa... No one excites me. I think I'm suffering from Electile Dysfunction."http://www.blogger.com/img/gl.link.gif

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Oh, that Grace...
She's such a cut-up!

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Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Stalking! Over
My.
Dead.
Body.

This Day in History
1845

Edgar Allen Poe's "Raven" 1st published (New York City)

This Day in History
1920

Walt Disney starts 1st job as an artist; $40 week with Kansas City Slide Co.

This Day in History
1929

Seeing Eye Guide Dog Organization forms

This Day in History
1951

Liz Taylor's 1st divorce, Conrad Hilton, Jr.

This Day in History
1953

1st movie in Cinemascope (The Robe) premieres

This Day in History
1958 x 2

Murderer, Charles Starkweather, captured by police in Wyoming.
Paul Newman and Joanne Woodward wed.

This Day in History
1959

Walt Disney's "Sleeping Beauty" released

This Day in History
1964

Stanley Kubrick's "Dr. Strangelove," premieres.

This Day in History
1966

Snow storm in north east U.S. kills 165.

This Day in History
1979

Emerson, Lake and Palmer disband after 10 years together.

This Day in History
1996
The Cats' Meow!

6,138th performance of "Cats" is held in London, surpassing record of Broadway's longest-running musical, "A Chorus Line."

This Day in History
2002

In his State of the Union address, President George W. Bush likens Iraq, Iran and North Korea to an "axis of evil."

Birthday Oranges.

Frederik Hendrik, count of Nassau/Prince of Orange

A Reasonable Birthday.

Thomas Paine, political essayist: Common Sense, Age of Reason

Birthday Assassination.

William McKinley
Niles Ohio
R, 25th President,
1897-1901
His second term, which had begun auspiciously, came to a tragic end in September 1901. He was standing in a receiving line at the Buffalo Pan-American Exposition when a deranged anarchist shot him twice. He died eight days later.


Hollywood, Florida.

Birthday Bernard.

Bernard Herrmann
New York City
composes film music

and the Birthday Oscar goes to...

Katharine Ross.

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Birthday Shorty.

Claudine Longet

Private Birthday Dick.

Tom Selleck.

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The Big-O Birthday!

Vice President Oprah.

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Silence of the Generation X Birthday Lambs.

Ed Norton.

Best Actor in a Birthday.

Jude Law.

Bullshit Birthday.

Dick Cheney.

To Sir, with Love


Woo-hoo!
Back in the saddle. Again!!!

Say cheese!

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Aural Sex.
Playlist.

Big Spender: Dame Shirley Bassey
Slave to the Rhythm (Glimmer Twins Remix): Dame Shirley Bassey
Funky Goes to Hollywood: Wild Cherry v Frankie Goes to Hollywood DJ Earworm
Do or Die: Grace Jones
Verbena Rewind: Buffet Libre

Verbena Rewind Tracklist:
1.Sintonia Buffetlibre 2.Ray Parker Jr. - Ghostbusters 3.Communards - Don't Leave Me This Way 4.Desireless - Voyage Voyage 5.Human League - Don't You Want Me 6.Pet Shop Boys - Always On My Mind (Extended Mix) 7.New Order - Bizarre Love Triangle (Extended Mix) 8.Bananarama - Love In The First Degree 9.Kylie Minogue - The Locomotion 10.Trans X - Living On A Video 11.Dead Or Alive - You Spin Me Round 12.Yazoo - Situation (12'' mix) 13.Eurythmics - Sweet Dreams 14.Depeche Mode - Just Can't Get Enough 15.Giorgio Moroder & Limahl - NeverEnding Story 16.Franco Battiato - Yo Quiero Verte Danzar

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Monday, January 28, 2008

Icon. 1986.


The Space Shuttle Challenger was destroyed over the Atlantic Ocean, off the coast of central Florida, United States at 11:39 a.m. EST (16:39 UTC) on January 28, 1986.

The iconic image of Space Shuttle Challenger's smoke plume after its breakup 73 seconds after launch. The accident caused the deaths of all seven crew members of the STS-51-L mission.

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The History Channel.

The Bible is the most shoplifted book in the world.

And you are?
1965.


The Who make their 1st appearance on British TV.

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President Ronald Reagan on
The Challenger Explosion


President Reagan's Speech on The Challenger Disaster
Ronald Reagan -- Oval Office of the White House, January 28, 1986
Nineteen years ago, almost to the day, we lost three astronauts in a terrible accident on the ground. But, we've never lost an astronaut in flight; we've never had a tragedy like this. And perhaps we've forgotten the courage it took for the crew of the shuttle; but they, the Challenger Seven, were aware of the dangers, but overcame them and did their jobs brilliantly. We mourn seven heroes: Michael Smith, Dick Scobee, Judith Resnik, Ronald McNair, Ellison Onizuka, Gregory Jarvis, and Christa McAuliffe. We mourn their loss as a nation together.

For the families of the seven, we cannot bear, as you do, the full impact of this tragedy. But we feel the loss, and we're thinking about you so very much. Your loved ones were daring and brave, and they had that special grace, that special spirit that says, 'Give me a challenge and I'll meet it with joy.' They had a hunger to explore the universe and discover its truths. They wished to serve, and they did. They served all of us.

We've grown used to wonders in this century. It's hard to dazzle us. But for twenty-five years the United States space program has been doing just that. We've grown used to the idea of space, and perhaps we forget that we've only just begun. We're still pioneers. They, the members of the Challenger crew, were pioneers.

And I want to say something to the schoolchildren of America who were watching the live coverage of the shuttle's takeoff. I know it is hard to understand, but sometimes painful things like this happen. It's all part of the process of exploration and discovery. It's all part of taking a chance and expanding man's horizons. The future doesn't belong to the fainthearted; it belongs to the brave. The Challenger crew was pulling us into the future, and we'll continue to follow them...

There's a coincidence today. On this day 390 years ago, the great explorer Sir Francis Drake died aboard ship off the coast of Panama. In his lifetime the great frontiers were the oceans, and a historian later said, 'He lived by the sea, died on it, and was buried in it.' Well, today we can say of the Challenger crew: Their dedication was, like Drake's, complete.

The crew of the space shuttle Challenger honoured us by the manner in which they lived their lives. We will never forget them, nor the last time we saw them, this morning, as they prepared for the journey and waved goodbye and 'slipped the surly bonds of earth' to 'touch the face of God.'

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Rocket Men.
And women.


Not just Christa.
The entire Challenger crew.

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Birthday Silence.

Sarah McLachlan

Birthday Woody!


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A birthday "sex orgy"


Jackson Pollock (American, 1912–1956)
Number 13A: Arabesque, 1948
Oil on canvas, 37 x 117 in. (94 x 297.2 cm)
Gift of Richard Brown Baker, B.A. 1935
1995.32.1
©2004 Pollock-Krasner Foundation / Artists Rights Society (ARS), New York
Pollock was a pivotal member of the New York avant-garde during the rise of Abstract Expressionism in the 1940s and early 1950s. While most painters prior to Pollock applied paint with a brush to a stretched, upright canvas, Pollock worked during this period on unstretched canvases laid out on the ground. Each mark he made was the result and record of the physical gesture that formed it, inspiring the famous description of Pollock's work as "action painting." This automatic method appealed to Pollock because it enabled him to explore physical and subconscious expression rather than approaching painting from an intellectual source or premeditated design. In this painting drips and splatters form an intricate network of curving lines whose interaction creates a rich tonal structure in which the bright white lines guide the viewer through an experience of lively movement and space.

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On Photography
An Excerpt

To collect photographs is to collect the world. Movies and television programs light up walls, flicker, and go out; but with still photographs the image is also an object, lightweight, cheap to produce, easy to carry about, accumulate, store. In Godard's Les Carabiniers (1963), two sluggish lumpen-peasants are lured into joining the King's Army by the promise that they will be able to loot, rape, kill, or do whatever else they please to the enemy, and get rich. But the suitcase of booty that Michel-Ange and Ulysse triumphantly bring home, years later, to their wives turns out to contain only picture postcards, hundreds of them, of Monuments, Department Stores, Mammals, Wonders of Nature, Methods of Transport, Works of Art, and other classified treasures from around the globe. Godard's gag vividly parodies the equivocal magic of the photographic image., Photographs are perhaps the most mysterious of all the objects that make up, and thicken, the environment we recognize as modern. Photographs really are experience captured, and the camera is the ideal arm of consciousness in its acquisitive mood.

To photograph is to appropriate the thing photographed. It means putting oneself into a certain relation to the world that feels like knowledge -- and, therefore, like power. A now notorious first fall into alienation, habituating people to abstract the world into printed words, is supposed to have engendered that surplus of Faustian energy and psychic damage needed to build modern, inorganic societies. But print seems a less treacherous form of leaching out the world, of turning it into a mental object, than photographic images, which now provide most of the knowledge people have about the look of the past and the reach of the present. What is written about a person or an event is frankly an interpretation, as are handmade visual statements, like paintings and drawings. Photographed images do not seem to be statements about the world so much as pieces of it, miniatures of reality that anyone can make or acquire.

Photographs, which fiddle with the scale of the world, themselves get reduced, blown up, cropped, retouched, doctored, tricked out. They age, plagued by the usual ills of paper objects; they disappear; they become valuable, and get bought and sold; they are reproduced. Photographs, which package the world, seem to invite packaging. They are stuck in albums, framed and set on tables, tacked on walls, projected as slides. Newspapers and magazines feature them; cops alphabetize them; museums exhibit them; publishers compile them.

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Susan Sontag

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Birthday Blink!
Susan Sontag
On Photography


On Photography is a 1977 collection of essays by Susan Sontag. There are no illustrations.

Published by Picador USA
September 2001
paperback, 208 pages
$13.00US/$19.00CAN
ISBN: 0-312-42009-9

Winner of the National Book Critics' Circle Award for Criticism (1977)

"Susan Sontag has written a book of great importance and originality. . . . All future discussion or analysis of the role of photography in the affluent mass-media societies is now bound to begin with her book." --John Berger

"After Susan Sontag, photography must be written about not only as a force in the arts, but as one that is increasingly powerful in the nature and destiny of our global society." --Newsweek

"Not many photographs are worth a thousand of (Susan Sontag's) words." --Robert Hughes, Time Magazine

"On Photography is to my mind the most original and illuminating study of the subject." --Calvin Trillin, The New Yorker

"Every page of On Photography raises important and exciting questions about its subject and raises them in the best way." --The New York Times Book Review

"A brilliant analysis of the profound changes photographic images have been made in our way of looking at the world and at ourselves over the last 140 years." --The Washington Post Book World

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OUCH!


Personal Daily Horoscope
Monday, 28 January 2008
born 4 May 1960
©Astro

The world as it is
Today feelings of inadequacy or futility may tempt you to avoid direct confrontations with people and even to take more devious courses of action than usual. The responsibility for such tactics lies directly on your head, so don't be surprised if they work against your best interests. It is possible that this influence will stimulate your innate idealism, which is by no means bad and could produce a beautiful moment in your life today. But it could also make you want to reach for unrealizable goals, which is particularly discouraging in view of the low energies you probably feel. Use your common sense even about ideals, and above all, deal with the real world as it is, not as you would like it to be. You can work to make it what you want, but don't assume that it already is.
Sun Square Neptune
26 January 2008 – 28 January 2008

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Sunday, January 27, 2008

Happy Birthday!
The Last of an American Dynasty.

Caroline Kennedy Schlossberg Obama.

from The New York Times


January 27, 2008
Op-Ed Contributor
A President Like My Father
By CAROLINE KENNEDY

OVER the years, I’ve been deeply moved by the people who’ve told me they wished they could feel inspired and hopeful about America the way people did when my father was president. This sense is even more profound today. That is why I am supporting a presidential candidate in the Democratic primaries, Barack Obama.

My reasons are patriotic, political and personal, and the three are intertwined. All my life, people have told me that my father changed their lives, that they got involved in public service or politics because he asked them to. And the generation he inspired has passed that spirit on to its children. I meet young people who were born long after John F. Kennedy was president, yet who ask me how to live out his ideals.

Sometimes it takes a while to recognize that someone has a special ability to get us to believe in ourselves, to tie that belief to our highest ideals and imagine that together we can do great things. In those rare moments, when such a person comes along, we need to put aside our plans and reach for what we know is possible.

We have that kind of opportunity with Senator Obama. It isn’t that the other candidates are not experienced or knowledgeable. But this year, that may not be enough. We need a change in the leadership of this country — just as we did in 1960.

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Brief birthday wishes to...

Mimi Rogers.

AKA:

Mrs Tom Cruise #1.

Mimi.
Nic.
TomKat.

DEAD!
Christian Brando.
White Male Actor Trifecta?


Christian Brando Dies at L.A. Hospital
By THE ASSOCIATED PRESS

Filed at 4:26 a.m. ET

LOS ANGELES (AP) -- Christian Brando, the troubled eldest son of the late famed actor Marlon Brando, has died from pneumonia at a Los Angeles hospital, an attorney said Saturday. He was 49.

Brando died Saturday morning at Hollywood Presbyterian Medical Center, said David Seeley, an attorney representing Marlon Brando's estate. Seeley said Brando was taken to the hospital on Jan. 11.

''This is a sad and difficult time for the family,'' Seeley said.

Born on May 11, 1958, Brando was a high school dropout and never had much of a career. He had small roles in a handful of movies, including 1968's ''I Love You, Alice B. Toklas!'' but he was better known for his brushes with the law.

He spent five years in prison after pleading guilty to manslaughter in 1990 for killing his sister's boyfriend, Dag Drollet, at the Brando family's hilltop estate.

(more)

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Call the police, there's a madman around.


Sometimes you're better off dead,
there's a gun in your hand,
and it's pointing at your head...

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This Day in History.
Fire.

1984. Michael Jackson is burned during the filming of a Pepsi commercial.

1967. Apollo 1 fire kills astronauts Grisson, White and Chaffee.

1880. Thomas Edison patents electric incandescent lamp.


Ya' think?

Are you a crackpot too?

An elderly Chinese woman had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which she carried across her neck. One of the pots had a crack in it while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water.

At the end of the long walks from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full. For a full two years this went on daily, with the woman bringing home only one and a half pots of water. Of course , the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it could only do half of what it had been made to do.

After two years of what it perceived to be bitter failure, it spoke to the woman one day by the stream "I am ashamed of myself, because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house."

The old woman smiled, "Did you notice that there are flowers on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side?" "That's because I have always known about your flaw, so I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you water them."
"For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table. Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house."

Each of us has our own unique flaw. But it's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding. You've just got to take each person for what they are and look for the good in them.

SO, to all of my crackpot friends, have a great day and remember to smell the flowers on your side of the path!

My transits.

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BREAKING!
Robert Capa's lost negatives


Tony Cenicola/The New York Times

from the New York Times:
The Capa Cache
By RANDY KENNEDY

TO the small group of photography experts aware of its existence, it was known simply as “the Mexican suitcase.” And in the pantheon of lost modern cultural treasures, it was surrounded by the same mythical aura as Hemingway’s early manuscripts, which vanished from a train station in 1922.

The suitcase — actually three flimsy cardboard valises — contained thousands of negatives of pictures that Robert Capa, one of the pioneers of modern war photography, took during the Spanish Civil War before he fled Europe for America in 1939, leaving behind the contents of his Paris darkroom.

Capa assumed that the work had been lost during the Nazi invasion, and he died in 1954 on assignment in Vietnam still thinking so. But in 1995 word began to spread that the negatives had somehow survived, after taking a journey worthy of a John le Carré novel: Paris to Marseille and then, in the hands of a Mexican general and diplomat who had served under Pancho Villa, to Mexico City.

And that is where they remained hidden for more than half a century until last month, when they made what will most likely be their final trip, to the International Center of Photography in Midtown Manhattan, founded by Robert Capa’s brother, Cornell. (more)

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