Ingmar Bergman died today at age 89. This Swedish director scared the shit out of me with his movie, Fanny and Alexander. Which dealt with a brother and sister who are step-fathered by an evil, mean ol’ bishop, who tortures them and alas, haunts them after his death.

Mr. Bergman produced over 50 films in his lifetime. All of which are trippy and existentially expressionistic in their own right. I really enjoy his long z-axis shots

It would be awesome if you signed this.

I mean, I can be really lazy sometimes and definitely need to be reminded of these things.

Uncomfortable as this is for both the media and its advertisers, giving things up is an essential component of going green.

ugggh. I have nothing to say but Uuuuugh Bad News Bears

I really want to see this movie. I won’t lie to you. woo!

Think about the fact that this was just a moment captured in time. Err…i mean, there was nothing staged.

Look at the marquee. Look at the faces. Look at the grip of the cops’ hands on her arms (especially the one on the left, his fingers digging in).

Look at her face again.

Look at the figure standing between her and the cop on the left.

I dare you to tell me why this is not a powerful photograph. It’s a dare.

Also, I dare you to tell me how to widen the the columns of my blog so that photographs dont get cut off.

This:

and this.

I mean, remember when you could give $165,000 to people who actually needed it.

But now, it’s okay to spend that on a parking space.

Also, as someone who is tries to find affordable housing as their job, it’s frustrating to think that people are paying this much to park in spaces that people could actually live (if they could afford to do so).

YES!!!! Social change!

oh…and the idea of Manhattan becoming a place that only rich people can live…it’s upsetting to me.

Or, realize we get old. Whatever you want to call it. Basically i stayed home because my joints are really doing crazy things that i dont understand.

Here are my 10 realizations (remainders to self) of the week:

1. McDonalds makes you dumb and fat.

2. Scotch is delicious.

3. When you do a Google Image Search for “scotch”, the first photo you get is of some dude ripping his anus open. It’s really not pleasant. Also, you get this photo:

4. Henry Rollins is possibly more endearing than one would think.

5. Watching The Night of the Hunter with a crowd (I’m talking about YOU, Williamsburg) that thinks cynicism is TOPS, is not the best place to watch this masterpiece. Give me a fucking break. You’ve got beautiful stylistic lighting and Robert Mitchum being a scary scary preacher-man. How could you ask for more? Stop laughing at everything that has changed since 1955!!!!!!!

6. I’m going to really really focus on getting a photography portfolio together….starting now.

Too bad I left my $8 lighting set-up on an MTA Bus.

7. I get really freaked out about global warming. Basically, i’m accepting that the world will probably end very very soon and i’m glad that i haven’t birthed any children….because, i’d feel bad for them.

8. Stephen Colbert’s schtick has gotten old.

9. Blah Blah Blah

10. I need a patron. (a patron of the arts)

Also, i need sleep.

I’m not a huge fan of marriage. I mean let’s be honest, but it’s funny to me when you draft legislation to protect marriage from queers, and then you frequent prostitutes…while married.

God bless you, David Vitter. Thanks for protecting our country’s morality.