- Smoke Veil, 1958. William Klein for Vogue.
- St. Patricks Day, Fifith Avenue, 1954.
- NYC, 1955.
- Red Light and Vespa, 1956.
Before i start with this school assignment, i went to the William Klein exhibition at Foam in Amsterdam to do some inspiration about street photography. He made portraits of strangers on the street and that’s exactly what i was willing to do.
Words is a re-introduction, and aural celebration of hip-hop’s most influential MC. Inspired by the vinyls that birthed the art form, the film is a portrait of two sides of an artist (A & B) and the streets and city he inspired. Two of his verses have been remixed … the words will never change.
Directed by: matt bieler
Everything about this film is nicely put down, the shots, grains, black and white, the edit, the mix and Rakim makes a great subject.
ScHoolboyQ “Man Of THe Year”
Well damn, it looks like ScHoolboy Q is having a great to start to his year. And while “Man Of THe Year” dropped in 2013, the T.D.E. camp made a wise decision waiting until now to drop a video, building the anticipation for Oxymoron, which drops Feb. 25. Hopefully.
Plenty of W,W, & W in this video. Plenty of NSFW as well, so you might wanna save this one for your lunch break.
For the latest installment of WATCHxWITNESS, we were down season. The weather and insects were stacked against us. Roads were closed, flooded or completely gone. It’s a federal offense to feed the gators; we bore “out of state plates” and the heavy droplets would extinguish our every attempt to discharge pyrotechnics. The first few days? Nothing.
It would take time for us to acclimate to the slow pace and hidden treasures of the jade green Everglades. Our usual techniques were deemed useless, but we adapted, and as the peoples of the swampland began to recognize us, we settled into the conversations and context of the “New Yorkers fixin’ to get themselves into somethin’ tricky.”
Eventually the people believed in us and sent us in the right directions. Sensing the childish adventure parade in us, they pointed out the right ways, with “right at the giant rock” or “hundred yards back, there’s a hole in the fence,” type of directions. Charming. We traversed gator-infested waters, and found specimens both dead and very alive. We got relentlessly attacked by insects and never fed a thing to anything — besides our own mosquito blood sacrifices, of course. We ate frogs and reptiles in various breaded shapes and fried forms. We got kicked out, invited in and welcomed home. We were told stories of a changing environment plagued by pesticides and human greed, and other stories of a land detailed in magic and mystical Mother Earthlings.
WATCHxWITNESS walked away with the sense that the southeastern part of this vast region they call the Everglades is doing well. They want you guys to know they’re great, and are just fine being left alone.
Photography by 13th Witness & Jason Goldwatch
Beyonce‘s out-of-nowhere, how-is-this-even-happening, what-is-air self-titled fifth studio album dropped late last night, and the “visual album” is an actual feast for the senses. Not in a trite way. In a way where you actually feel like you are feasting on the greatness of Beyonce’s artistry. Ugh. It hurts.
Most of the videos are unified by some narrative cohesion, but the clip for sonic standout “Mine,” a moody, spaced-out team-up with Drake produced by his frequent collaborator Noah “40″ Shehib, goes in about a dozen different directions; like the song’s production, which gradually transforms from a sentiment-soaked piano ballad into something raw, rhythmic and minimalist, the video is far-reaching in its styles and influences.
Music by Beyonce x Drake | Directed by Pierre Debusschere