UnrealityMag runs a post with a whole bunch of posters for “Inglourious Basterds” movie. These posters were drawn by various artists and are now collected into an exhibition. But not only that! Quentin Tarantino himself, signs the posters, which are being sold and all the money donated to help with the recent Haiti disaster. Is that cool or what? Check the link for more posters.
Here is some excellent food photography (found via Goblin). Click on the image above for more photos.
I came across a really amazing LiveJournal community – photo_polygon (via thesz). Basically, it’s a stream of excellent journalism photography. Pictures of the world as it is. Strongly recommended.
Via Digg I came across this nicely written piece called “Photography Students Are Being Taught — But What Are They Really Learning Today?“. While I’m more of a lazy guy with a camera rather than anything of a photographer, I still can relate to what Mike Sheil writes:
 So there am I looking at work which looked very similar to what I was doing 40 years ago and being told that this is now the real cutting edge of creative photography. It certainly had that rather off-centered, badly composed and poorly lit look that my work had 40 years ago — wide-angle shots of people’s heads, girls with sullen/bored expressions, oddly focused shots and peculiar distressed colours. In all truth, I think my work owed its peculiarities to the fact I did not know what I was doing and anyhow had just started smoking pot, whereas the modern idiom seems to owe an awful lot to a desperate desire to be different — and hence ending up turning out the same mediocre rubbish as everyone else who is also trying to be different.
But what can we do about it?
Amateurs like myself learn most of what they know from numerous tutorials on the web and from looking at a lot of pictures. And I mean a lot of pictures. (Thank you, Flickr.) While this certainly helps, it doesn’t offer a base that formal education provides. And if formal education is getting worse by the year, where is the hope? Where can one go to learn the “real stuff”?
None of the arts – literature, painting, music, or even cinema – touch me in the same way as photography does. Photographic images for some reason go deeper into my brain, heart, and soul, and calm me down or, on the opposite, stir me up like no other form of art.
Music amplifies my mood. Movies shake me sometimes, give me food for thought. But photography gets inside, and changes me. And these changes can’t be undone. After looking at pictures like this one, I’m not the same person anymore…