Living Color: Strange Square Snapshots

“This is less of a themed group and more just a grouping of odd and unusual color photos,” says photograph collector Robert E. Jackson of this, his latest album of snapshots for Flashbak. “I call it: Living Color: Strange Square Snapshots. We’ll begin with a gent form the 1960s dressed in a demented flag of Japan. An we’ll end with some teeth. As ever, let’s imagine the stories between…

 

 

“Here’s to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They’re not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can’t do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.”

― Steve Jobs

 

 

You don’t like crazy music
You don’t like rockin’ bands
You just wanna go to a movie show
And sit there holdin’ hands

You’re so square, baby, I don’t care

– (You’re So Square) Baby I Don’t Care, The Jordanaires, Elvis Presley

 

 

I used to be a renegade, I used to fool around
But I couldn’t take the punishment and had to settle down
Now I’m playin’ it real straight, and yes, I cut my hair
You might think I’m crazy, but I don’t even care
Because I can tell what’s goin’ on

[Abridged Chorus]
It’s hip to be square
It’s hip to be square

– Huey Lewis and the News, Hip to Be Square

 

 

“I remember awakening one morning and finding everything smeared with the color of forgotten love.”

― Charles Bukowski, What Matters Most is How Well You Walk

 

 

“As basic rules of a language must be practiced continually, and therefore are never fixed, so exercises toward distinct color effects never are done or over. New and different cases will be discovered time and again.”

— Josef Albers

 

 

“Maybe there’s a whole other universe where a square moon rises in the sky, and the stars laugh in cold voices, and some of the triangles have four sides, and some have five, and some have five raised to the fifth power of sides. In this universe there might grow roses which sing. Everything leads to everything.”

— Stephen King, It

 

 

 

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