© Arnold Odermatt, 1965, Buochs, Switzerland

Arnold Odermatt joined a Swiss police force in 1948 after being forced to give up his original career as a baker and pastry chef for health reasons. As a policeman he first appeared with his camera at the scene of an accident to take photos to complement police reports, people found this odd. At that time, photography was anything other than an independent means of providing the police with evidence.

A colleague once observed Arnold Odermatt as he took pictures for the force and was suspicious. He was ordered to report to his commander immediately. Odermatt managed to convince his superiors of the quality of the work he was doing. They allowed him to convert an old toilet in an observation post into a makeshift dark room. When the observation post was moved into another building several years later, he was finally given his own laboratory. (+)

Find more of his work here.

© Dorothea Lange, 1956, US Highway 40, California

"I invented nothing new. I simply assembled the discoveries of other men behind whom were centuries of work. Had I worked fifty or ten or even five years before, I would have failed. So it is with every new thing. Progress happens when all the factors that make for it are ready, and then it is inevitable. To teach that a comparatively few men are responsible for the greatest forward steps of mankind is the worst sort of nonsense.” Henry Ford

HAPPY 102nd BIRTHDAY WOLFGANG SUSCHITZKY!

Mr. Suschitzky was born August 29, 1912. He lives in London where he has resided since the 1930’s when he fled his native Austria prior to World War II. Find a selection of his images here.

Find additional videos (filmed in 2006) here: Web Of Stories. The site contains 34 videos of Suschitzky totaling more than 2 hours. (via Lumiere)

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“There’s a point in life when you get tired of chasing everyone and trying to fix everything, but it’s not giving up. It’s realizing that you don’t need certain people and their crap.”

© Florian Kellner, 2014, Vienna

“I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I’m awake, you know?” Ernest Hemingway

Thanks for the photo FloKe!

© Elliott Erwitt, 1954, Sleeping woman with yawning cat, New York

Happy World Cat Day!

“Women and cats will do as they please, and men and dogs should relax and get used to the idea.”Robert A. Heinlein

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“Everybody pays attention to pictures of things. Nobody pays attention to things themselves.”
— Kurt Vonnegut (via likeafieldmouse)

© George S. Zimbel, 1958, Going to class, MIT

“Schools train you to be ignorant with style […] they prepare you to be a usable victim for a military industrial complex that needs manpower. As long as you’re just smart enough to do a job and just dumb enough to swallow what they feed you, you’re going to be alright […] So I believe that schools mechanically and very specifically try and breed out any hint of creative thought in the kids that are coming up.” Frank Zappa

© Irina Ionesco, 1976, 'Griffe' ('Claw')

“And who are you, the proud Lord said that I must bow so low? Only a cat of a different coat, that’s all the truth I know. In a coat of gold or a coat of red, a lion still has claws. And, mine are as long and sharp, my Lord as long and sharp as yours. And so he spoke, and so he spoke, that Lord of Castamere, but now the rains weep o’er his hall, with no one there to hear. Yes, now the rains weep o’er his hall, and not a soul to hear.” ― George R.R. Martin, A Storm of Swords

© John Malmin / LA Times, March 16, 1972, Leo Altoonian, 85, waits in the lobby of the fire-damaged Barclay Hotel for his turn to get belongings out of his room

Read the full story behind the picture here.

“The house was burning, the yellow-red sky was like the sunset… Nothing would be left, the golden ferns and the silver ferns, the orchids, the ginger lilies and the roses… When they had finished, there would be nothing left but blackened walls and the mounting stone. That was always left. That could not be stolen or burned.”  ― Jean Rhys, Wide Sargasso Sea