Weegee was the pseudonym of Arthur Fellig (June 12, 1899 – December 26, 1968), a photographer and photojournalist, known for his stark black and white street photography. Weegee worked in the Lower East Side of New York City as a press photographer during the 1930s and ’40s, and he developed his signature style by following the city’s emergency services and documenting their activity.Much of his work depicted unflinchingly realistic scenes of urban life, crime, injury and death. Weegee published photographic books and also worked in cinema, initially making his own short films and later collaborating with film directors such as Jack Donohue andStanley Kubrick. [from Wikipedia]
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I was recently in Seattle and researched some things to do before I got there. One thing I found extremely interesting was Steve’s Weird House. It’s literally the house of a man named Steve and it looks nuts. It’s a mansion obsessively decorated head to toe with the strangest things on earth. I sent him an email asking if there was any way I could get a tour, but alas, no response. Not to disappoint, however, I was able to find a detail high-res interactive panorama for each of the rooms of the house. I highly recommend visiting this site to take the virtual tour. Your mind will be blown.
Steve, let me see your house!!
This was a practice where the mother, often disguised or hiding, often under a spread, holds her baby tightly for the photographer to insure a sharply focused image. [from Hidden Mother Flickr group]
You can see more hidden mother photography here.
A hot spot called Hell’s Café lured 19th-century Parisians to the city’s Montmartre neighborhood—like the Marais—on the Right Bank of the Seine. With plaster lost souls writhing on its walls and a bug-eyed devil’s head for a front door, le Café de l’Enfer may have been one of the world’s first theme restaurants. According to one 1899 visitor, the café’s doorman—in a Satan suit—welcomed diners with the greeting, “Enter and be damned!” Hell’s waiters also dressed as devils. An order for three black coffees spiked with cognac was shrieked back to the kitchen as: “Three seething bumpers of molten sins, with a dash of brimstone intensifier!” [from National Geographic]
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