I was recently pointed to the National Geographic Tumblr known as “FOUND.”

“Found is a curated collection of photography from the National Geographic archives. Started in 2013 to honor our 125th anniversary, the blog showcases photographs that reveal cultures and moments from our past.

Some of these photos have never been published before, others were in the magazine years ago but since then have rarely been seen by the public. Their beauty has been lost to the outside world.”

Prepare to get lost scrolling through these amazing images. A few that caught my eye:

David Fincher

Though Steven Spielberg would like to be (See A.I. Artificial Intelligence), I believe David Fincher is the only true successor to Stanley Kubrick. Of the really great directors working today, (Wes Anderson and Paul Thomas Anderson come immediately to mind) only Fincher seems to possess the meticulous attention to detail, consistent choice of subject matter, and precise visual style. (Some would say cold. I wouldn’t be one of them.) Nowhere have I seem Fincher’s style, and by extension Kubrick’s, explained better than in this video masterclass “David Fincher – And the Other Way is Wrong.”

Wright – “…Always wonderful autumn…”

“Every spirit builds itself a house; and beyond its house, a world; and beyond its world a heaven. Know then, that the world exists for you: build, therefore, your own world.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson


I have an obsession with Frank Lloyd Wright. Every fall, I travel to Oak Park, and I walk. From house to house, I walk. It is an open air museum.

Wright spoke of his architecture in the March 1908 issue of the Architectural Record saying, “The prairie has a beauty of its own and we should recognize and accentuate this natural beauty, its quiet level. Hence, gently sloping roofs, low proportions, quiet sky lines, suppressed heavy-set chimneys and sheltered overhangings, low terraces and outreaching walls sequestering private gardens.” And I would add, hidden entryways. But nowhere have I found the feel of Wright better expressed than in Ken Burns documentary…