Truth and falsity properly considered are properties of language, not of images.

Errol Morris in conversation with Lawrence Weschler.

BURNAWAY » From Picasso to Warhol to Sega: Ashley Anderson’s Shinobi Marilyn. I’m a proud owner of one of Anderson’s other prints, and I’m so excited for this art show this weekend. Geeking out:

I love how Marilyn and 20th Century Fox never knew some artist in New York would buy a photo made to promote Niagara and turn it into some of the most famous art of the last 100 years. I love how Warhol died never knowing a game designer in Japan would inject his work into a video game (I think he would have loved it). I love how the game designer in Japan never knew his work would end up archived on the internet, found 25 years after the fact by some guy in Atlanta who would then turn the imagery right back around from the electric into the physical! It’s crazy!

Cf. Robin Sloan on the flip-flop. Atlantans: get thee to the Emily Amy Gallery this weekend.

Essentially, we become our own documentarians and archivists in order to impose meaning on daily life, to show that we are honoring moments with the seriousness we are told they are supposed to possess, and to preserve that honor for posterity. We once did this in the semi-private realm of our families and social circles. Now we do so on a larger scale.

Culture Desk: Instagram’s Instant Nostalgia : The New Yorker. I finally figured out what this excerpt reminds me of: silva rerum. (via markrichardson)

When we’re shown an image we tend to let our guard down. People learn how to read critically and think critically, but I don’t believe we learn how to see critically.

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Raw File has an enjoyable writeup by , in a form that we might call a “love rant.” It’s titled: Rant: I Love Photography | Raw File | Wired.com.

There are so many more incredible photos today than there ever were. And more people consume more photography than they ever did thanks to things like Facebook, Instagram, iPads, blogs, and “best of” compilations. This is the golden age of photography. Everyone takes photos now, and there is inspiration all around us. History is being made, and we’re capturing it. I love photography.

It’s worth a read/look.

Rita Hayworth – Gilda’s First Appearance. When I saw it featured in Visions of Light, which just showed the hair-tossing and winning smile, this bit got a nice laugh out of the audience. This was in the section of the documentary about Hollywood starlets and their symbiotic professional relationships with cinematographers who knew how to make them look great. Actresses and photographers would look out for each other. And then when I watched Gilda last night and saw this clip again, after a 20-minute intro… It’s still silly, but… I mean… dang.

“If Celebrities Moved To Oklahoma” — Pretty Faces, Poor Bodies | Celebrity Gossip, Academic Style.

The power of these photos, then, is the way that they illuminate the amount of capital it takes to make bodies not look like this. Celebrities weren’t born looking gorgeous and sophisticated. They are created; they are the product of capital. That process is elided, in part because the allure of the celebrity is the effortlessness with which he or she appears. But it’s absolutely crucial for us to remember, if only to recall that bodies are never automatically “trashy” or “classy,” “famous” or “poor,” including our own.