innis mcallister.

Shots by Innis McAllister, primarily a fashion/beauty photographer, who also happens to have a beautiful personal portfolio.

Enjoy it here. 

marten lange: another language.

Round and round we go, cracked like the paper skin of a hollow pavement.

via Dazed Digital, (with a lovely interview to boot)

Marten Lange's Another Language can be found here. 

kate joyce.

The work of Kate Joyce intones a mood I have yet to place, but there’s no doubt it is a very pleasing one. This mini-portfolios page sums her eye up well, a mix of the static and the motion-full, little black and white and rainbow hued poems (she calls them soliloquies). Very nice.  

john schabel.

Tne West Collection say it best:

Schabel's celebrated series of "Passenger" photographs were taken during that space in time that occurs when people have been seated in their seats, but the plane has not yet taken off. His muted, black and white images capture people completely unaware that they are being photographed. Schabel himself was inspired by his own fascination with airplane journeys and the whole amalgam of experiences that can be found within a flight. 

via It's Nice That.

jonas unger: gérard depardieu

Jonas Unger takes incredible portraits of everyone. But this series of actor/Loire louche/passport carrying Putinite Gérard Depardieu - from 2010 - are pretty cream of the Jersey milk bottle.

Unger's photographs were used to illustrate a story in this week's New Yorker: Lauren Collins on Depardieu "parting ways" with his home country after the government introduced the  ("largely symbolic") seventy-five-percent "supertax" on the wealthy. A nuanced and thoroughly enjoyable essay on celebrity, the power of words, French politicians, brute eroticism - brilliant. Please do read.

Jonas Unger's website here.


Update: New Yorker's Photo Booth blog posted this little interview with Unger...

I arrived just before breakfast in the courtyard of the old service quarters at his château in Saumur, France. It was a nice, sunny Sunday morning. He greeted me from the balcony, standing there in his underwear. When I asked him if he was O.K. with me taking a picture of him and he agreed, I knew that it was going be a great story, and that I would capture something special.

michael schlegel: massiv II, massiv III

In the wild west, myths about nature were called tall tales. Truths about nature were always harder to name.

And in walks the sublime. Lunar slander, here on earth. 

Italy, Iceland, Germany, Australia, Turkey here.