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lostsplendor:

Muybridge Photograph Gif Reinvention (via Buzzfeed)

“This set of images was the first to prove that a horse gallops with all four legs off the ground, a groundbreaking series for both motion studies and motion-picture projection.”

guys colobus monkeys are so fucking ace
we’ve got some great ones at the LA zoo
they’re so fun guys go find a colobus monkey at a zoo near you

guys colobus monkeys are so fucking ace

we’ve got some great ones at the LA zoo

they’re so fun guys go find a colobus monkey at a zoo near you

cavetocanvas:

Richard Avedon, Dick Hickock, Murderer, Garden City, Kansas, April 15, 1960, printed 1999
From SFMOMA:

Avedon photographed Richard Hickock as the latter awaited trial for the 1959 murder of the Clutter family in Holcomb, Kansas — a crime that netted Hickock and his accomplice forty dollars and a portable radio. The minimal, straightforward style of the photograph highlights the idiosyncrasies of the killer’s face and suggests that the photographer is looking for evidence, should it exist, of a homicidal pathology.
At the time the picture was made, the country was gripped by the details of this apparently motiveless crime. In 1965 Truman Capote published In Cold Blood, his nonfiction novel about the Holcomb murders. Capote’s look into the heart of rural 1950s America had a disturbing documentary clarity not unlike Avedon’s portrait of Hickock.

cavetocanvas:

Richard Avedon, Dick Hickock, Murderer, Garden City, Kansas, April 15, 1960, printed 1999

From SFMOMA:

Avedon photographed Richard Hickock as the latter awaited trial for the 1959 murder of the Clutter family in Holcomb, Kansas — a crime that netted Hickock and his accomplice forty dollars and a portable radio. The minimal, straightforward style of the photograph highlights the idiosyncrasies of the killer’s face and suggests that the photographer is looking for evidence, should it exist, of a homicidal pathology.

At the time the picture was made, the country was gripped by the details of this apparently motiveless crime. In 1965 Truman Capote published In Cold Blood, his nonfiction novel about the Holcomb murders. Capote’s look into the heart of rural 1950s America had a disturbing documentary clarity not unlike Avedon’s portrait of Hickock.