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		<title>Afterwards They Wear Wings On Their Shoulders</title>
		<link>http://www.theblacksnapper.net/2010/02/12/afterwards-they-wear-wings-on-their-shoulders/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 12 Feb 2010 10:01:16 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Margo de Beijer</dc:creator>
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		<title>Garish Robots, Futuristic Knights And Princesses</title>
		<link>http://www.theblacksnapper.net/2010/02/11/social-behavior-re-defined-in-game-language/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Feb 2010 10:01:53 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Margo de Beijer</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Deprived of a past that has been buried by the bulldozers of modernity, a new generation closes up in themselves. They cover, disguise and dress themselves, wearing colored wigs, trying to live the real size of this illusion transmuting it into a fictional world where names, codes and social behaviors are re-invented and re-written in game language.]]></description>
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		<title>I’d Like My Photos To Not Trade On Cheap Emotions</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 30 Jan 2010 10:01:02 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Daniel Cuthbert</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[‘The World’ is an illusion created by your state of mind. Photography is an incredibly manipulative medium. Photography is all about emotion, but I’d like my photographs to not trade on cheap emotions like lust, angry, pity and greed, like so much advertising, fashion photography and many of the most famous documentary/ fine art photographers in South Africa.]]></description>
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		<title>A Dream That Contrasts Sharply With Daily Reality</title>
		<link>http://www.theblacksnapper.net/2010/01/07/a-dream-that-contrasts-sharply-with-daily-reality/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 07 Jan 2010 10:01:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Jenny Smets</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA["From the Ferris wheel, you can see the whole of Duhok, a city in the north of Iraq. Below us, the cheerful lights of the amusement park twinkle and  the countless families with ice creams, popcorn and cans of soft drink look like teeming ants. The Dreamcity population consists of Kurds, Arabs – Shiites and Sunnis – and American soldiers. For many inhabitants, this city is a dream that contrasts sharply with their daily reality. That reality is war." ]]></description>
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		<title>Day 146 &#8211; Cow Camp Idaho, Happiness In Isolation</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 23 Dec 2009 10:01:52 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Artur Eranosian</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Cow Camp, Idaho. The closest grocery store is about an hour drive away. You can go for miles and miles in any direction without finding any signs of civilization. At the end of each year, during 'round up', this place is packed with people who help bring the cattle down to the valley before the frost of winter takes over. It's August 2009 now and it feels like Cow Camp is the most desolate place in the world. For six months, this is the place that Gene and Josh, two young cowboys, call home.]]></description>
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		<title>Day 145 &#8211; I Met A Lot Of Pakistani People</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Dec 2009 10:01:17 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Artur Eranosian</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[One consequence of the one sided way Pakistan is covered in the media is a total collapse of tourism. I wanted to tell a different story. About people living their lives as they always used to. And if you look good enough, there’s this absurdity connected to living in this bizar but intriguing country. Sometime it’s habits and traditions that cause a strange athmosphere, sometimes it’s the situation and sometimes a combination of both. I have used photography to show what I ‘ve seen in this wonderful country, what I think and feel about Pakistan. I met a lot of Pakistani people, they treat strangers like real guests. So, be their guest!]]></description>
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		<title>Day 140 &#8211; Trans Siberian Living Rooms</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 17 Dec 2009 10:01:12 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Artur Eranosian</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[''I am looking for a place to spend the night. Do you know people who would have a bed, or a couch? I don’t need anything in particular, and I have a sleeping-bag. I prefer not to stay in a hotel, because I don’t have a lot of money and because I want to see the way people live in Russia. Could I stay at your place, perhaps? Thank you very much for your help!" For three periods of one month, I have let the Trans-Siberian train guide me alongside forgotten villages, from living room to living room. ]]></description>
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		<title>Day 127 &#8211; Life Without Loneliness</title>
		<link>http://www.theblacksnapper.net/2009/12/04/day-127-life-without-loneliness/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Dec 2009 10:01:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Alexander Glyadyelov</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I was looking for a community of people that does not suffer from loneliness. Searching for a perfect understanding between two people, I found an unique multicultural village in Ukraine where an extraordinary number of identical twins have been born. These people have never felt lonely except in the event of losing their other half: brother or sister.]]></description>
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		<title>Remembering, I Fight Back Tears</title>
		<link>http://www.theblacksnapper.net/2009/12/03/day-126-remembering-i-fight-back-tears/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 03 Dec 2009 10:01:28 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Alexander Glyadyelov</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[My house. I’m five years old. We’re on the path through the forest that leads to our village, grandfather, grandmother and I. First we would take the train to Kalikino, then the ten-kilometre walk through the woods, across fields, along the peat-hued river Linda. It’s hot. In a clearing on the banks of the river, grandmother spreads out a newspaper: boiled eggs, black bread, pickled gherkins and dragonflies in the hot air. Another half-kilometre and we’ll reach our village, in the middle of a field bulging with wheat. Low grey houses with woodcut eaves and window frames, the roof covered with tar paper. The smell of steam baths and gardens. Remembering, I fight back tears.]]></description>
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		<title>The Loss And Rebirth Of My Family</title>
		<link>http://www.theblacksnapper.net/2009/11/27/day-120-the-loss-and-rebirth-of-my-family/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Nov 2009 10:01:08 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Gordon MacDonald</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Glen Erler: Family Tree is a project about the loss and rebirth of my family. I moved from Southern California to England fourteen years ago and while visiting family members back home, I started photographing the people and places that were important in the shaping of who I am today.While I’ve been living in England, many of my relatives on both my fathers and mothers sides have passed away. This made me realize the impact death has on the lives of those remaining.]]></description>
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