Saturday, August 8, 2009

The Bulb

The Bulb is landfill; as a result, there are strange reeflike formations and little lagoons and so on and so forth.

It's been a haven for anonymous and semi-anonymous artists for a long time now -- the sculptures have always been impressive.

I always figured this was where Fred Flintstone was going to wind up if he didn't get off the meth.

Back in the day these panels were covered in massive, intricate Bosch-like images filled with filthy Americana, circuses and barrios and whorehouses, hotrods and freakshows... When the first graffiti started coming in it was an offense, horrible punk-ass shit with no style. But after the original pictures were ruined, some halfway decent graffiti started showing up.

The Albany Bulb. You ought to check it out some time.

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Further Photography Experiments

Hmmm. Now that I'm looking at the two in conjunction, I'm thinking that I prefer the palette in the untouched version on top; in addition, all of the sky's subtlety has been eradicated.

Still, the second version does have an old National Geographic quality that I like...