Showing posts with label 9/11. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 9/11. Show all posts

Wednesday, 11 September 2013

Kafranbel 11 September 2013


The unities of 9/11 by Norman Geras.

38 photographs of Syria’s six million refugees, In Focus at The Atlantic.

The World Trade Center in pre-9/11 New Yorker covers at Attempted Bloggery.

Photo: Protesters in Kafranbel, Syria, 11 September 2013, via Omar Ghabra.

Tuesday, 11 September 2012

Artblogging: New York


An etching by John Sloan, Roofs, Summer Night, 1906, from an online gallery of his work at Sloan’s New York, found via a post on Sloan’s art by Charley Parker at his Lines and Colors blog.

Dover published a book of his prints in 1978, New York Etchings 1905-1949, which is worth seeking out.



Flying Concellos, a 1936 etching by Reginald Marsh, one of a number of his prints to be seen at Harris Schrank Fine Prints. From the gallery’s description:
Arthur Concello’s act made circus history when his wife Antoinette joined him in performing the triple somersault in the late ’30s at Madison Square Garden, New York, the two performers both attaining the triple to display the highest peak of team flying ever witnessed at that time.
Dover published a nice monograph in 1983, Reginald Marsh’s New York by Marilyn Cohen.



Sailor’s Delight, 1945, by Cecil Bell, from a post by Uncle Eddie, New York: Paradise for Painters.



From Greg Constantine’s book, Vincent Van Gogh Visits New York. See the rest of the drawings on Michael Sporn’s Splog: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3.


As the seventeen-year-old Karl Rossmann, who had been sent to America by his unfortunate parents because a maid had seduced him and had a child by him, sailed slowly into New York harbour, he suddenly saw the Statue of Liberty, which had already been in view for some time, as though in an intenser sunlight. The sword in her hand seemed only just to have been raised aloft, and the-unchained winds blew about her form. ‘So high,’ he said to himself, and quite forgetting to disembark, he found himself gradually pushed up against the railing by the massing throng of porters.
The opening of Franz Kafka’s Amerika. The illustration is from Kafka for Beginners by David Zane Mairowitz and Robert Crumb.



From The Jew of New York, a wonderful book by Ben Katchor.



Snuff Shop, 113 Division Street, New York, 1938, photographed by Berenice Abbott.



Filming New York in LA: Sam Fuller talks through the opening scenes of his film, Pickup on South Street. Also a treasure worth finding is a little book of photos with words by Mr Fuller, New York in the 1930s.



Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, The Message, from a selection of New York songs posted by Kenan Malik to mark the day today.

Sunday, 11 September 2011

New York and London

Drawings by Lucinda Rogers
An exhibition from 2002


Ben Freedman, Orchard Street.


Eugene at North Eastern Motors.


Port Authority policeman Rudi Hernandez with EMS workers.


Ground Zero looking north, from the roof of the firehouse at night, 2002.


Great Jones and Lafayette, Christmas Eve.


Borough Market.

Copyright © Lucinda Rogers 2002.

Saturday, 11 September 2010

Patriotism for sale

Peter Hessler’s book Oracle Bones is about his experiences working in China from 1999 to 2002, going from being a clipper at the Beijing bureau of the Wall Street Journal to a feature writer for The New Yorker and others. An earlier book that I haven’t read, River Town, is about his time as an english teacher in China.

Oracle Bones covers his view of the big news stories of those years, the 1999 US bombing of the Chinese embassy in Belgrade, the 2001 collision between a US electronic surveillance plane and a Chinese fighter jet, the suppression of the Falun Gong movement, and the massive economic change taking place in China.

A great part of the book looks at these events through the experiences of friends and ex-students, giving a strong sense of the struggles of individuals with little power having to navigate a life in unstable times.

At the same  time he traces a story of Chinese archaeology, of the history of Chinese writing, and of the lives of archaeologists through all the conflicts from the Boxer Uprising through to the Cultural Revolution.

Peter Hessler was in China at the time of the 9/11 attacks. He describes how bootleg DVDs and VCDs of the attacks appeared in video shops as soon as three days after the attacks. The covers for the 9/11 videos were designed to look like Hollywood blockbusters, with scrambled credits and blurbs in english lifted from other films, “TOUCHSTONE PICTURES presenta JERRY BRUCKHEIMER production david TOM HANKS silen TWITNESS,” and so on. Two of them have credits lifted from Patton. He writes that the Patton credits were particularly common on all sorts of bootlegs, even a movie on high school cheerleading.

The official Chinese government response to the attacks was one of sympathy and solidarity in the face of terrorism, but Peter Hessler found the popular response to be quite different, with anti-Americanism quite common, unsurprisingly in view of the historic and recent antagonism between China and the US:
In part, it seemed to be habit - so many years of anti-American propaganda had settled into people’s minds. But it was also connected to everything that had been left out of the news. In the past, the media had rarely reported on tensions in Xinjiang - like Tibet, it was generally portrayed as a peaceful place whose indigenous people were happy to be a part of China. Few average Chinese knew that their own government was concerned about the spread of Islam in the West.
Watching the Chinese 9/11 bootlegs, the contents of some reflected the covers, swiping Hollywood soundtrack music, and even cutting in clips from Hollywood films with the news footage. And then there was the VCD made up of coverage by Phoenix Television:
After the attacks, Phoenix Television had cut advertisements and broadcast live for thirty-six hours. That was the only privately owned Chinese-language news station that broadcast on the mainland, and it was also the only network that covered the event so closely. Rupert Murdoch’s News Corporation owned 40 percent of Phoenix, which was based in Hong Kong but targeted mainland cable subscribers. The station hoped someday to become the CNN of China. Phoenix’s access to the Chinese market depended on a good relationship with the Communist Party, and sometimes the private station’s coverage was even more nationalistic than that of the government stations. [...]
One of the VCDs that I found in Yueqing had been compiled mostly from Phoenix broadcasts. Whereas the government had avoided any criticism of America, Phoenix’s tone was completely different. In the hours after the attacks, the station featured a man named Cao Jingxing, who was identified only as a “Political Commentator.” He said, “Why aren’t other countries hated like the United States of America? Let’s try to think about that.” He commented on the hijackings: “Why were the hostages taken so easily? The glory of the Americans was lost in just a few seconds.” [...]
The Chinese-language station use Fox footage of New York and Washington, D.C., which was almost as disorienting as the Hollywood cut-ins. The Fox logo appeared in the corner, and the images were the same ones that Americans watched, but here the shots were joined by the anti-American commentary in Chinese. I remembered Willy’s comment about the Chinese government being unable to express the way that it really felt. That was politics, but this was business; the media gave the people what they wanted. News Corp. used the same footage to sell patriotism in America and in China, and in both places the people bought it.

Thanks to Enda for the book.

Friday, 11 September 2009

On the Staten Island Ferry


Drawing by Lucinda Rogers: Samuel Scott on the Staten Island Ferry, 1994.

This was published in issue 170 of Ambit magazine, in 2002, along with drawings done after the September 11th attacks of workers on the Ground Zero site.

Copyright © Lucinda Rogers.

Thursday, 11 September 2008

In Dreams