Annie Leibovitz is one of the most well known magazine cover photographers around the world today. She has easily graced the covers of more than one of the magazines that you have ever held in your hands, and no doubt will continue to make an impression on the reading/viewing world of the future. Her body of work is expansive, and her style is iconic but raw. Continue Reading →
Josephine, Wife Of Napoleon by E.A. Rheinhardt (English version by Caroline Fredrick) is, as you can imagine, a biography on the life Josephine, the wife of Napoleon Bonaparte, the Emperor. I received my copy from my grandmother, and it’s dated to 1934, published by Garden City Publishing Co., Inc of New York, USA. Copyrighted by Alfred A. Knopf, Inc.
Weegee’s New York is a collection of photographs from 1935-1960 that should not be casually browsed on a Sunday afternoon. It is a serious and raw outlook on a city from the after dark like scenes and core fundamentalist photojournalism that one would expect from a tabloid and press photographer. Continue Reading →
Ego and Ink by author Chris Cobb, who also happens to be a journalist himself, is a very intriguing documentary describing the start up daily newspaper, the National Post a paper owned by the proprietor Conrad Black.
Ego and Ink weaves its way through the planning, organizing, and managing required to prepare for releasing of a national daily, but also dove right into some of the battles that went on between the competitors: the Globe and Mail, and the Toronto Star. Continue Reading →
Siddhartha by Hermann Hesse is a fiction book, but has so many situations and influential ideals that it shouldn’t be considered fiction. Its more of a spiritual book, and a great book at that.
The books I’ve been picking up lately are finding themselves to be spiritual journey type books and this one definitely takes the cake. It follows the travels of Brahmin’s son through his journey of life, and speaks from Siddhartha’s mind in the first person, explaining how he learns to find peace in everything around.
It starts off when young Siddhartha listens to his own voice, which tells him he must leave home to find what he’s looking for. Of course, as all fathers would be, his dislikes the idea, but with Siddhartha’s patience, his father understands that it is what must happen, and blesses his son on his journey.
I was sad at the end when Siddhartha has a moment of reflection about how he never does return to his father, but I will leave that for you to be moved by in your own way.
Siddhartha goes from being a Brahmin’s son, to living with the Samanas in the forests begging for food, then leaves to seek Buddha, but finds that what Buddha is teaching, is the same thing that all the rest have taught him, and what he has been searching for his whole life is something that only he can find himself.
Soon after this realization, he leaves his lifelong friend to stay and practice as a monk under the illustrious Buddha to let himself become a Businessman, seeking wealth & love, which in themselves bring many more extravagances. Let it be known that Siddhartha could not keep happy in such a direction.
I found it compelling and very interesting at every new leaf that Siddhartha turns over, every new discovery about his path that he realizes. Its always amazing to take what you learn from such a book and apply it to ones own life, for it makes a lot of strife so much less important in the scheme of things. This is, I assume, what most people who are searching, are looking for.
Read this book, no doubt about it. It will become a book you will reach for again and again.