Wednesday June 13, 2012

NEW YORK NEW YORK – I get several calls a week that are “purse dials”. Probably my daughter. I’m a speed dial on her iPhone – as she bounces through life the phone in her purse is accidentally activated and directed to dial my number. When I pick it up I hear random background noise.

Today my iPhone did the equivalent only it took a pictures. I had been experimenting with an app that simulates various cameras – in this case I had set it to be a Hasselblad. It turns out that it gives you an images that replicates what you see in the viewfinder (which hs a distinctive cross in the middle) as opposed to what comes out on film (which has two distinctive notches in the corners). Somehow the iPhone took a picture aimed at nothing in particular. I was struck by the strength of the iPhone’s composition and the textures it caught. It’s not a bad photographer. I have no idea what this is.

Purse shot
Purse shot

On this day last year: walking the dog. The dog’s eye view.

Park Avenue
Park Avenue