Archive for January, 2011

Treasure Trove of Street Photographs: The Vivian Maier Collection

January 12, 2011

A young Chicago man, John Maloof purchased several years ago a bin of photographic negatives at a storage locker auction. After several years of research, and more purchases from others, he was able to attach a name and a brief biography to the hundreds of thousand negatives and undeveloped film rolls. That name; Vivian Maier (1926-2009) who lived and worked in Chicago as a nanny and spent her spare time photographing on the streets of that city.

So much more about Vivan Maier’s work needs to be uncovered. John Maloof estimates, to his admittedly unprofessional eye, that 1 in 10 of the photographs are really very worth while. There are perhaps 20,000 or so images that he has not yet seen. Read much more about this amazing discovery here (U.K. Independent), here (NY Times), here (video)and here (Maloof’s blog).

This is one of many self portraits in the Maloof archives.

“Old Lang Syne”

January 1, 2011

Sure enough, I typed in “Old Lang Syne” (just for fun-I really knew how to spell it!) and good old Google was Johnny on the Spot with all the good stuff about “Auld Lang Syne”. Here we find all sorts of information about this poem penned by Robt Burns in 1788.

“The song’s Scots title may be translated into English literally as “old long since”, or more idiomatically, “long long ago”, “days gone by” or “old times”. Consequently “For auld lang syne”, as it appears in the first line of the chorus, is loosely translated as “for (the sake of) old times”.

Here’s the original:

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind ?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and auld lang syne* ?
CHORUS:
For auld lang syne, my jo,
for auld lang syne,
we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
And surely ye’ll be your pint-stowp !
and surely I’ll be mine !
And we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.
CHORUS
We twa hae run about the braes,
and pu’d the gowans fine ;
But we’ve wander’d mony a weary fit,
sin auld lang syne.
CHORUS
We twa hae paidl’d i’ the burn,
frae morning sun till dine ;
But seas between us braid hae roar’d
sin auld lang syne.
CHORUS
And there’s a hand, my trusty fiere !
and gie’s a hand o’ thine !
And we’ll tak a right gude-willy waught,
for auld lang syne.
CHORUS

Finally, here is a bitter-sweet tribute to “Auld Lang Syne” by Dan Fogelberg

HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!

and never forget the “Auld Lang Syne”