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The global salon for iphonic art and mobile photography since 2009. Twenty-five thousand images served.

August 25, 2015
by Knox Bronson
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Lisa Peters ~ Necessary spinning

Lisa Peters ~ Necessary spinning
Lisa Peters ~ Necessary spinning
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August 25, 2015
by Knox Bronson
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Rino Rossi ~ Soul

Rino Rossi ~ Soul
Rino Rossi ~ Soul
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August 25, 2015
by Knox Bronson
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Kirsten Fenton ~ Untitled

Kirsten Fenton ~ Untitled
Kirsten Fenton ~ Untitled
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August 25, 2015
by Knox Bronson
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Paula Broom ~ Faceless

Paula Broom ~ Faceless
Paula Broom ~ Faceless
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August 25, 2015
by Knox Bronson
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Connie Rosenthal ~ She Stood By Her Words

Connie Rosenthal ~ She Stood By Her Words
Connie Rosenthal ~ She Stood By Her Words
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August 25, 2015
by Knox Bronson
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{daily pic} Bobbi McMurry ~ My heart only ever had one thought.

Bobbi McMurry ~ My heart only ever had one thought.
Bobbi McMurry ~ My heart only ever had one thought.

The body, the shell
A hand in a glove
I beg you, do tell
Which one you do love?

The body, the soul
I condemn this fight
Soon time takes a toll
My heart remains bright

Accepting with grace
The deepest embrace
Feverishly real
My hand on your face

Lips touch softly
Passion runs deep
Love reunited
You soulmate, I keep

Inclined to cross paths
Our lifetimes connected
Pleasures of past
The future projected

Caught in the now
Embrace tantamount
Forever a vow
Our lovers account

Eternal Love by Kirsten Fenton


Stars (live) by Janis Ian

I was never one for singing what I really feel
Except tonight I’m bringing everything I know that’s real

Stars, they come and go, they come fast or slow
They go like the last light of the sun, all in a blaze
And all you see is glory
Hey but it gets lonely there when there’s no one here to share
We can shake it away, if you’ll hear a story

People lust for fame like athletes in a game,
we break our collarbones and come up swinging,
some of us are downed
some of us are crowned, and some are lost and never found
But most have seen it all,
they live their lives in sad cafes and music halls
They always come up singing

Some make it when they’re young,
before the world has done its dirty job
and later on someone will say
“You’ve had your day, now you must make way”
But they’ll never know the pain of living with a name you never owned
or the many years forgetting what you know too well
That the ones who gave the crown have been let down
You try to make amends without defending
Perhaps pretending you never saw the eyes of grown men of twenty-five
that follow as you walk and ask for autographs
Or kiss you on the cheek and you never can believe they really loved you
Some make it when they’re old
(Perhaps they have a soul they’re not afraid to bare
or perhaps there’s nothing there)

Stars, they come and go, they come fast they come slow
They go like the last light of the sun, all in a blaze
And all you see is glory
But most have seen it all,
they live their lives in sad cafes and music halls
They always have a story

Some women have a body men will want to see
and so they put it on display
Some people play a fine guitar, I could listen to them play all day
Some ladies really move across the stage and gee, they sure can dance
I guess I could learn how, if I gave it half a chance

But I always feel so funny when my body tries to soar
And I seem to always worry about missing the next chord
I guess there isn’t anything to put up on display
Except the tunes, and whatever else I say
But anyway, that isn’t really what I meant to say
I meant to tell a story, I live from day to day

Stars, they come and go, they’re coming fast they come slow
They go like the last light of the sun, all in a blaze
And all you see is glory
But most have seen it all,
who live their lives in sad cafes and music halls
And we always have a story

So if you don’t lose patience with my fumbling around
I’ll come up singing for you, even when I’m down

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August 24, 2015
by Knox Bronson
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Brandon Carroll ~ Untitled

Brandon Carroll ~ Untitled
Brandon Carroll ~ Untitled
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August 24, 2015
by Knox Bronson
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Leon Williams ~ Paper Cut

Leon Williams ~ Paper Cut
Leon Williams ~ Paper Cut
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August 24, 2015
by Knox Bronson
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Talent Search: Voiceover for the Secret Smartographer in iPhotographer Magazine

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Here is a sample of the current voiceover talent from the free preview issue:

You can hear more of the work in the other free issue (the Moms issue) or the first paid issue at iPhotographer Magazine on the Apple Newsstand.
Here is the audition text:

I’ve decided to write a diary about my ventures into the world of photography with my phone. A few years back people would be wondering: what does he mean, photography with my phone? Is that a misprint surely? Doesn’t he mean photography with my camera? What IS he talking about, the muppet?
But no, you heard right. Photography with my phone. My smart phone.

Phoneography …

Smartphoneography …

Smartography?!

It will chart the ups and the downs, the lefts and the rights of my incursions into this brave new world of online photographic socialising. Never before in the history of mankind have so many people owed so much to such little cameras. The average person takes more photos in one day than everyone did in the whole of the 18th century.

I’m not an average person, so I’ll probably take about three times more. And probably of more interesting things because obviously the cameras are a lot better than they were then. And being located in London, the capital of Britain, I’m ideally placed to capture a full array of people, events, pageants, oddities, weirdos, different hairstyles. It’s the place where anything goes. And I will go to that place, with my phone in hand (or pocket).

I don’t have that many people to talk to about all this sociable media so the diary will be a great sounding board for my own photographic musings and otherwise. And I think I have something to give the world out there. Me, that is, and my phone. My smart phone.

This will be the diary of me, the Secret Smartographer.

We think Jamie really nailed the character: a combination of cluelessness, grandiosity, loneliness, general eccentricity. A Pythonesque trainspotter who has discovered iPhone photography and Instagram.

Obviously, we don’t expect a perfect match, but we really want a fully-developed character.

Please make sure your audition is in mp3 or m4v format, and that your name is in the filename, i.e, bran_brainy.mp3. Please mail to knox@iphotographer-magazine.com.

Thank you.

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August 24, 2015
by Knox Bronson
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T. Wendell Peek ~ Scorpio Meets Moon Child

T. Wendell Peek ~ Scorpio Meets Moon Child
T. Wendell Peek ~ Scorpio Meets Moon Child
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