Jiro Dreams of Sushi
Saw this last night. I hate to say this because it sounds so trite, but the movie was really beautiful and inspiring.

Jiro Dreams of Sushi
Saw this last night. I hate to say this because it sounds so trite, but the movie was really beautiful and inspiring.
“he tips it up like a trumpet, takes a drink, and passes it on”
kitchen pic at the magic hour. greenwich village, nyc.
(Contax T2)
(Source: micdel)
Lee Fields - Faithful Man
Dos Gardenias - Buena Vista Social Club
Perfect warm weather jam.
Return of the Mack - Mark Morrison
I bought myself a little present today. Tickets to see this man AND Al Green perform here at the Beacon Theatre in August. I am beside myself with excitement.
Seeing Al Green will be amazing for reasons which I’m sure are quite obvious, but I am actually more excited to see Charles Bradley. I love everything about that man - his story, the incredible emotion and passion he radiates on stage, THAT FUNK FACE…
This just might be the best gift I have ever given myself.
My grandma, stylin’ and profilin’
UPDATE: A retrospective of the photographer’s work, “Teenie Harris, Photographer: An American Story” is on view at:
- The Harold Washington Library in Chicago until June 4, 2012 (thanks to devivre) & at the
- Carnegie Museum of Art in Pittsburgh until April 7, 2012.» find more exhibitions here «
© Charles “Teenie” Harris, 1930s-1940s, One Shot Teenie
#1: Two young women eating caramel apples, 1940-1945
#2: A woman outside Kay’s Valet Shoppe, 1938-1945
#3: Boys playing brass instruments, 1938-1945
#4: A woman poses with a car on Mulford Street in Homewood, 1937In the days of film, especially in a controlled setting, photographers often made redundant shots to make sure they captured what they wanted. Not Charles “Teenie” Harris. A native of Pittsburgh’s Hill District, the city’s cultural center of African-American life, Harris was a semi-pro athlete and a numbers runner before he bought his first camera in the 1930s. He opened a photography studio and specialized in glamour portraits, earning the nickname “One Shot” because he rarely made his subjects sit for a second take. (read more)
(via thelingerieaddict)
Arthur Ave, The Bronx