Monday, March 31, 2008

Free Tibet Protest

Today I joined with a small group of protesters on the west side highway to demonstrate against the Chinese in there recent genocide against Tibetans. The crowd was much smaller than anticipated probably due to the weather and lack of publicity/promotion. Even though the crowd was small they were very passionate and consistent. Mainly made up of Tibetans they shouted out slogans like, free Tibet now, long live the Dali Lama, China must leave Tibet, China is a murderer and even, Hu Junta go to hell. I was surprised at the last slogan given the framework of there compassionate culture but I understand at the same time considering the history. There were no monks at the protest , at least that were dressed in monks robes. There were some westerners and even some that were in seated meditation. Being around people outside in seated meditation is really amazing. All of the movement around you stills and you see and feel really warm energy coming from the stillness of just observing the bodies of the meditators. It was actually one of the most powerfull parts of the protest. Shouting out long live the Dali Lama was touching and more prayer than protest because of my personal connection with His Holiness. Just hearing his name shouted by a group of people is enough to stir emotion, and feeling.



Street Photography

Im excited about these images. I shot these images in the same manner I would of shot images when I first picked up my camera. Just picking out details that I liked and honing in on it using my tools and limited technical ability. Just looking around and thinking ah, what is this, oh what is this. Having fun with photography and living through the camera for a hour or so.

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Joel Meyerowitz






Today I walked around Manhattan with my Digital set up. This has become a rare thing for me since I have gotten used to being formal with my camera. Becoming so formal with my camera is a chain that im now breaking free of. I was really inspired last week looking at my old photographs and seeing the rawness of my approach. Before posting a few images of my own from a brief exploration of Manhattan I wanted to post up some images of Joel Meyerowitz. Joel is one of the most famous photographers and also a 2 time Guggenheim fellow . Below this is a breif intorduction on Joel, and some images. Enjoy.

Joel Meyerowitz is an award-winning photographer whose work has appeared in over 350 exhibitions in museums and galleries around the world. He was born in New York in 1938. He began photographing in 1962. He is a “street photographer” in the tradition of Henri Cartier-Bresson and Robert Frank, although he works exclusively in color. As an early advocate of color photography (mid-60’s), Meyerowitz was instrumental in changing the attitude toward the use of color photography from one of resistance to nearly universal acceptance. His first book, Cape Light, is considered a classic work of color photography and has sold more than 100,000 copies during its 25-year life. He is the author of 15 other books, including Aftermath: The World Trade Center Archive, Bystander: The History of Street Photography, and Tuscany: Inside the Light.

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FREE TIBET-TODAY NYC

Everyone Please Join us
Over 1.3 million people around the world have signed the Tibet petition, and now we need a couple of New Yorks supporters to step up, represent global citizens, and help us deliver the petition.
Today, Tibetan Protests in front of the Chinesse Consulant in NYC. Hundreds of rallies for solidarity with Tibetans will take place at cities around the world--and our petition will be delivered at Chinese Embassies and consulates from New York to Sydney. If you're free on Monday between 11am and 3pm please join us at the Chinese Consulate on 42nd Street and 12th Avenue. Throughout the morning we'll be waving flags, lighting candles and generally showing our support for the Tibetan people

Sunday, March 30, 2008

Art And Commerce-Taryn Simon






Art and Commerce has been popping into my world more than ever the past few days through conversation,and internet. I went onto there agency site and checked out one of my favorite photographers, Taryn Simon. Taryn Simon sounds like a mans name, it's a woman. Every once in a while you open an editorial and inside there are images that look very well thought out,composed, and worthy of display/exhibition in a gallery. Taryn Simon is one of those photographers. She has had a handful of covers for the New York Times and is very very successful for her young age. An inspirational figure in many ways. This excerpt from her body of work "Innocents", was a published editorial, and is also in galleries. The photographs hold meaning in all directions, lighting,composition,content,subject matter.From the Art and Commerce website-The Innocents, is a project in which Simon records the stories of individuals who served time in prison for violent crimes they did not commit, visualized as book, exhibitions and a documentary film. Central to the project is the question of photography's function as a credible eyewitness and arbiter of justice. Her new body of work, An American Index of the Hidden and Unfamiliar, will be published and premiere in her first solo show at The Whitney Museum of American Art in March 2007.

The genesis for The Innocents was a New York Times Magazine photo assignment in the Fall of 2000. Simon has continued to create apt and startling photography for that magazine — most recently, photographing both the Palestinian President in Gaza and the Syrian President in Damascus. Her photography and written work has also been featured in numerous publications and broadcasts including The New Yorker, Vanity Fair, Visionnaire, CNN, Frontline, and the BBC.

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Barack Obama on The View

This is hilarious. Watching the women act around Barack is enough to get some laughs. He handles himself real well and is always friendly and comfortable around people. Whoppi Goldberg has been cycling through midday television since Sister Act. Her voice reflects pounds of pot smoke. Considering all this, she's still on TV and looks exactly the same as sister act.

Albert Einstein at the beach in 1945

The Powers of 10

This is classic video. I was first shown this video by a film teacher at SVA, and then reminded by my good brother Benjamin Worden. Enjoi!

Great Pictures of His Holiness the 14th Dali Lama





Magical stories about a highly realized teacher


From Alexander Berzin Serkong Rinpoche never claimed himself to be a yogi or to have any special powers. If we wanted an example of someone who did, he said we did not need to look only to the remote past. His father, Serkong Dorjey-chang, was a clear example. As a monk at Ganden Jangtsey Monastery, his father had attained the stage of anuttarayoga tantra at which he could practice special yoga techniques with a consort to reach the deepest level of mind. This advanced point on the complete stage requires full mastery of the subtle energy system, with total control over both internal and external matter and energy. His vows of celibacy would normally prohibit him from such practice. When His Holiness the Thirteenth Dalai Lama asked for proof of his attainment, Serkong Dorjey-chang tied a yak horn into a knot and presented it. Convinced, the Thirteenth Dalai Lama permitted Serkong Dorjey-chang to keep his monastic holdings while practicing at this level. Rinpoche matter-of-factly mentioned that they kept this horn in his home as a child.

Serkong Dorjey-chang was widely recognized as an incarnation of the eleventh-century translator Marpa. Serkong Rinpoche, in turn, was born to carry on his father’s lineages and was seen as the incarnation of Marpa’s famous son, Darma-dodey. Yet, not once did Rinpoche ever mention this to me, nor did he ever compare himself to his father. Nevertheless, despite Rinpoche’s silence, it was obvious to those close to him that he too had control over his subtle energy-winds and had extraordinary powers. The way Rinpoche could fall asleep at will gave some indication of this. Once Rinpoche had an electrocardiagram taken as part of a medical examination in Madison, Wisconsin. Rinpoche was energetic and alert when he laid down for the test. Yet, when the doctor told Rinpoche to relax, within a few seconds he was snoring.

Rinpoche’s extrasensory abilities to know the future could be seen from several examples. Rinpoche was not only one of His Holiness’s teachers, but also occasionally instructed several members of His Holiness’s family, including his mother. Rinpoche would normally never visit the Venerable Mother unless he made a formal appointment, as protocol demanded. Yet just before the Venerable Mother passed away, Rinpoche, sensing her situation, broke protocol and unexpectedly paid his last visit to her.

Once Rinpoche was teaching at Vajrayogini Institute in Lavaur, France, and had a few days break before leaving for Paris. I wished to go on ahead to visit with friends and someone had offered me a ride. When I asked permission to go to Paris on Sunday, Rinpoche said, "Very good, you are going to Paris on Monday." When I replied, "No, no. I am going tomorrow, on Sunday," Rinpoche repeated, "Very good, you are going on Monday." I then asked, "Is there something wrong with going on Sunday? Should I postpone and go on Monday instead?" Rinpoche laughed and said, "No, no. It hardly matters."

I then left for Paris on Sunday. Halfway there, the car broke down. Since auto garages are closed in France on Sunday, we had to stay overnight in a small village. We had the car repaired Monday morning and, as Rinpoche had foreseen, I arrived in Paris later, on Monday.

Rinpoche sometimes demonstrated the ability to see things in the distance. One day in Dharamsala, the director of Tushita Retreat Center invited Rinpoche to lead a ritual. As the jeep approached the center, Rinpoche said, "Hurry! Go check in the shrine room! A candle has fallen!" When the director rushed inside, she found that a candle had indeed toppled over and a fire was about to begin.

Rinpoche not only sensed what type of karmic relation he had with people, but also occasionally showed that he knew many things about strangers without having to be told. Once, in Madison, Wisconsin, one of my old friends came to see Rinpoche for the first time. Although my friend acted perfectly normally, and neither he nor I ever mentioned to Rinpoche his marijuana habit, Rinpoche told my friend he must stop smoking the drug. It was damaging his development. Of all the Westerners whom Rinpoche met, my friend was the only person he ever advised about marijuana.

Although Rinpoche saw many detrimental habits and tendencies in others, he was always skillful in pointing out to people their mistakes and faults. Once, while Rinpoche was away in Nepal for a few months, I experienced personal difficulties with my work. We met again in Bodh Gaya where I was translating a discourse by His Holiness on Engaging in Bodhisattva Behavior. Instead of bluntly saying to me that the way I was handling my affairs was completely stupid, Rinpoche turned to the text I was translating. Thumbing through the pages, he pointed out several words and asked if I knew what they meant. The words referred exactly to the problems I was having. Rinpoche explained their full connotations, thereby indicating the course of action to remedy the situation.

Once a wealthy, elderly Swiss woman took Rinpoche by taxi to the fanciest, most expensive department store in Zurich. When Rinpoche left the store, he remarked that it contained not one item that anyone actually needed. He then asked the woman if they could take the trolley back to her house. It would be fun to see how people commonly traveled. Embarrassed, the woman had to admit that she had never ridden the trolley in her entire life and did not know how to use it or where to get off. In this way, Rinpoche very gently showed her the distance she had from ordinary life.

Another time, Rinpoche was invited to stay at a huge ornate mansion near Zurich in which the woman of the house felt very uncomfortable in such stuffy luxury. She preferred to live simply and down to earth. She prepared the oak-paneled library room for Rinpoche to sleep in, since it was the stateliest chamber in the house. Rinpoche took one look at it and insisted that he sleep on the screened-in sunporch instead. He told the woman how much he loved living in tents. Her sunporch reminded him of staying in one because of the beautiful view of the garden and of the lake below. In this way, he helped her to appreciate and enjoy the more simple pleasures her mansion afforded.

Rinpoche helped others in whatever way was needed and possible. When giving in Pomaia, Italy, a permission ceremony for the practice of Yellow Tara, a Buddha-figure associated with gaining wealth, Rinpoche asked a poor Italian artist to paint the picture of this figure for the ritual. Doing so would establish a strong karmic link for this artist to receive the benefits of prosperity from this meditation practice. At another occasion at the same center, Rinpoche gave a small offering of money to a young man whose parents’ home had recently been robbed. The gift would serve as an auspicious beginning for his family to restore their wealth. To Alan Turner, a close British disciple who had no interest or confidence in his ability to learn Tibetan, Rinpoche gave the oral transmission of the Tibetan alphabet to plant an imprint for some future date. And, when I had reached a plateau in my study of Tibetan and was not progressing any further, Rinpoche began to go through the Tibetan dictionary with me and have me write sentences with each word.

Rinpoche was also a supreme diplomat. He said always to accept whatever someone sincerely offers, especially if our refusal would hurt the person’s feelings and our acceptance would cause no harm. Thus, although Rinpoche did not like anything sweet, he would enthusiastically eat a piece of cake if someone baked it especially for him. In fact, if it would benefit the person’s self-confidence, Rinpoche would ask Ngawang to write down the recipe.

Above all, Rinpoche was extremely open-minded and versatile. No matter what the denomination of the Buddhist center that invited him – Kagyu, Nyingma, Sakya, Gelug, Zen, or Theravada – he would teach in the style of that particular tradition. This flexibility extended also beyond the bounds of Buddhism. Once, in Milan, Italy, a woman with a Catholic background asked, "Now that I have taken refuge and both bodhichitta and tantric vows, is it wrong for me to go to church?" Rinpoche replied, "There is nothing wrong. If you are focused on the teachings of love and compassion from another religion, aren’t you going in the same direction as your refuge and vows?"

Saturday, March 29, 2008

Heather Boose Wiess

Heather Boose Wiess is an amazing photographer and a good friend of mine from the School of Visual Arts.Here are 2 peices of her work.

Quote from Heather Boose Wiess

"Identity is not fixed, but constantly shifting, depending on where we are and who we are with," says photographer Heather Boose Weiss. "Each environment we encounter can act as a mirror for our shifting personas, offering great poetic and aesthetic potential."

Biz markees beat of the day

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Black and Whites from college



Realization


The less I care about what people think of me and the more I care about how I think of others, the more sucessfull I become.

Free Tibet-NYC


Dear friends, Come out

This Monday, outside the NYC Chinese Consulate, we will deliver a global call urging the Chinese authorities to open a dialogue with the Dalai Lama and end the violence in Tibet. Over 1.3 million people around the world have signed the Tibet petition, and now we need a couple of New York Avaaz supporters to step up, represent global citizens, and help us deliver the petition.

Monday is a Global Day of Action for Tibet. Hundreds of rallies for solidarity with Tibetans will take place at cities around the world--and our petition will be delivered at Chinese Embassies and consulates from New York to Sydney. If you're free on Monday between 11am and 3pm please join us at the Chinese Consulate on 42nd Street and 12th Avenue. Throughout the morning we'll be waving flags, lighting candles and generally showing our support for the Tibetan people. Then, before the consulate closes at 3pm, we will deliver our petition to Chinese officials in front of the media. If you can make it, we'd love to meet you!

For more information, please email info@avaaz.org with "New York Rally" in the subject line, or call Kala Mendoza on 917 595 0140.

We look forward to seeing you on Monday.

With hope,

Ricken Patel and the entire Avaaz team

Confusion


This has been my mind lately.

Friday, March 28, 2008

Random

Im sick today and decided to turn on my computer and create this blog. I have to credit Amy Elkins with this inspiration for the blog. Amy is a friend of mine from School Of Visual Arts and has a real informative blog. Her Blog is http://www.amyelkins.blogspot.com.

A old Trip to the Hamptons




My sophomore year of college was a interesting year in my life. It was a year after 9/11, a year after a 3 year relationship, and year of living inside of the Hassleblad camera. Looking back on this work reminds me of how powerful the tool of photography is. I love looking at old photography because it brings back your original intentions and helps reground you into why you picked up the camera in the first place. The Camera is a way of exploring this extrodinary landscape, a way to extract teaching from it, and a way to capture it. The camera and its function has evolved/devloved for me and still is a tool for seeing. Only difference between now and College is that I have to make a living with it.

These images were taken over a 48 hour period . Im surprised my camera made it out of the scene, Considering the partying we were doing . The camera made it out and these images reflect a weekend of a younger side of vision and of partying with a good friend from college.

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Destination


Where are we going ? What are we carrying with us ? What is our Destination ?