@ 7997-7999 / the new snapshot • picture window • adk vernacular ~ a touch of Autumn

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Dumb ass photography comment culled from the web:

“I have owned cameras that were capable of producing absolutely wonderful photographs”

Really? …. a camera that produces absolutely wonderful photographs? Where can I get one?

THE AUTUMN PICTORIAL SPECTACLE IS IN FULL BLOOM and pumpkins dot the landscape like tics on a mangy bear. But, more important to me is that the Concord grape harvest is here cuz that means it is time for my annual labor-intensive–hand squeezing the pulp out of approximately 400 individual grapes (1 at a time), then straining the pits from the pulp, adding that back to a mix with the grape skins, sugar, flour, and pinch of lemon juice– grape pie making binge.

Also, even though it is not an Autumn thing, the wife scored big time; a rare 4 pack of Coca Cola hecho en mexico (made in Mexico) with pure sugar cane–see photo above.

A piece of grape pie accompanied by a bottle of pure sugar cane Coca Cola just might put me over the edge.

# 7993-96 / landscape • sink • common things ~ a "trick" of sorts

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I HAVE PREVIOUSLY WRITTEN THAT, IF I HAD MY druthers for an exhibition of my photographs, there would be a red velvet rope barrier along the gallery walls that would restrict viewers to a print viewing distance that forces them to view the photographs in their entirety. Why do I harbor this never-to-be-realized fantasy? Let’s ask Henri Cartier-Bresson ….

“If a photograph is to communicate its subject in all its intensity, the relationship of form must be rigorously established. Photography implies the recognition of a rhythm in the world of real things …. We look at and perceive a photograph, as we do a painting, in its entirety and all in one glance. In a photograph, composition is the result of a simultaneous coalition, the organic coordination of elements seen by the eye. One does not add composition as though it were an afterthought superimposed on the basic subject material, since it is impossible to separate content from form. ~ Thanks Henri

My translation: if a photographer establishes a relationship of form derived from his/her “recognition of a rhythm in the world of real things”, aka: “the organic coordination of elements seen by the eye”, aka: commonly referred to as composition, the only way in which a viewer can see the result of the photographer’s capture of the organic coordination of elements, aka: form, is to look at and and perceive a photograph in its entirety and all in one glance”.

iMo, and to my eye and sensibilities, exquisite form is what distinguishes great photographs from “merely” good photographs. And, exquisite form can be recognized and extracted from just about any referent in the world of real things.

For instance, consider Shore’s Beverly Boulevard and La Brea Avenue, Los Angeles, California, June 21, 1975 photograph; based upon what is literally depicted, the photograph is just a semi-anonymous picture of a commercial district street replete with a lot of signs. Show this picture to 100 different people and that is all that most would see, and, most would be left wondering why anyone would make a picture like that. However …. there would probably be a few people who see something that is beyond / independent of the literally depicted subject matter–the visual pattern, aka: form, that Shore saw / recognized in an isolated segment–as defined by his framing–of elements in the world of real things.

I believe the “trick” to seeing / recognizing the something beyond the literally depicted subject matter in a photograph is to, literally, ignore the literal subject matter in order to be sensitive to the visual rhythm and pattern of the lines, shapes, colors, values, form to be seen across the flat, 2D plane of a photographic print. Or as Szarkowski put it:

“To see simultaneously both the blue and the sky.”

I also believe that if one can learn to see “simultaneously both the blue and the sky.” in a photographic print, one will also be able use that ability to recognize “rhythm in the world of real things” while making a photograph.

# 7988-92 / landscape • common things • kitchen life ~ peepers

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SIGNS OF THE IMPENDING ONSET OF THE AUTUMNAL BACCHANALIA of leaf-peeping frenzy are breaking out all over. It won’t be long before our little piece of heaven on earth will be overrun with camera wielding, pretty picture makers taking the 7 trillionth + cliche fall photograph(s).

That written, what is surging to the front of my picture making skull is my seemingly never-ending–I swear I can’t control it– annoyance and irritation with inane utterances re: the photo medium and its apparatus.

item #1: Micheal Johnston’s never-ending dissing of the smartphone as a picture making device. Today’s example:

“I actually kind of wish Smartphone cameras had never become "good enough." The good enough is the enemy of excellent.”

re: “good enough”, aka: Adequate - something acceptable, even if it is not perfect. I call bull shit cuz smartphone photo making capabilities surpassed “good enough” several iterations ago. A fact that any number of photographers toiling in the fine art world–or even snapshot amateurs just screwing around and having fun–realized long ago, my own self included. Most / many gallery directors, photo exhibition jurists, and the general photo viewing public all seem to believe that my photographs are “excellent”, which leads me directly to ….

item #2: re: “the enemy of excellent” - That written, I realize that Johnston, just like most “serious” amateurs, has an understanding that photographic excellence is significantly dependent upon “perfect” technical considerations; max sharpness / resolution, extreme fine detail, max dynamic range, and the like. As a result he/they spend a significant amount of time and energy festering and agonizing over gear. Cuz, ya know, ya can’t take excellent pictures without excellent gear, gear that has “excellent” technical specs, which leads directly to ….

item #3: a response to Johnston’s post from which the above quote was extracted:

“I can't go with the 4/3 sensor size. Not enough dynamic range and not enough detail.”

First, let me write that the idea of “not enough dynamic range / detail” is not a comment one is apt to hear at photo exhibition in a fine art gallery / art institution. Ordinarily, one must go to a camera club gathering in order to hear such inane utterances–as well as the ever popular and insightful query, “What camera do you use?”

That written, let me go out on a limb here and write that extreme dynamic range and lots of detail are, in so many cases, the enemy of excellent. iMo, and to my eye and sensitivities (and I am not alone in this regard), there is nothing more excellent-destroying in a photograph than ultra vibrancy and maximum granular detail–visual characteristics that do not simulate normal human vision. Most photographs that exhibit such characteristics appear to me to be caricatures of the real world–pictures of some thing that exaggerate or distort its prominent physical features or character traits. Proving over and over again that nothing exceeds like excess.

OK. So there you have it. I got that outa my system (for now). But, FYI, just for kicks, I included an Olympus µ4/3 made photograph in this entry. Bet ya can’t tell which one cuz, ya know, both picture making devices are quite “adequate”.

#7980-87 / around the house • kitchen life • common places ~ good eats

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ANOTHER 24 HOURS AND ANOTHER DOZENS PHOTOGRAPHS some of which are presented in this entry. Give me another day or 2 and I’ll have 20 photographs for a short-form body of work / book.

re: my last entry wherein I offered Sleepy LaBeef’s idea that it ain’t what ya eat, it’’s the way how ya chew it–which metaphorically suggested that vision- the way how you chew it–is the thing that distinguishes one person’s eating form other person’s eating. I might also add that individually unique vision is most often what distinguishes true art from mere documentation, picture making wise. ASIDE a reminder that I believe that vision can not be taught–it can only be discovered / recognized within one’s self. END ASIDE Given that proviso, let’s discuss the idea of what you eat.

One of photography’s most salient characteristics is it’s ability to document, with reasonable accuracy, the real world–people, places, things–at a particular moment in time. And, for most picture makers, from snap shooters to “serious” amateurs, that defining characteristic is their photography raison d‘etre; they all make pictures with people, places, and things as their prime objective. And, by the same token, most viewers of photographs look at / are attracted to such pictures primarily for what is literally depicted.

Consequently, most “serious” amateur photographers in particular strive to photograph the most attractive, dramatic, spectacular and commonly acceptable subject matter available. Additionally, in order to stand out from their peers, they tend to gussy up their photographs with all manner of effects and techniques. And, no surprise, the picture viewing masses –sticking with the chewing schtick– eat it up.

All of that written, suffice it to state that an overwhelming number of picture making / picture viewing people get their photo kicks from the photography medium’s characteristic of literal depiction, i.e. what a picture is of. I have no problem with that other than to write that, if that’s all there is to making pictures–to quote Ricky Nelson–I’d rather drive a truck.

That’s cuz I believe that a photograph can exhibit more than mere documentation; a belief based upon the idea that a photographic print is a thing in and of itself, i.e. a flat 2D surface on which a never ending variety of lines, shapes, colors, tones, space, et al–as seen and photographed as is in isolated segments of the real world–that illustrate a visually interesting / pleasing / captivating / challenging (take your pick or make up your own description) pattern / geometric “arrangement” that is independent of–but intrinsically linked to–the literally depicted what (aka: the literally depicted referent).

In a word, the what I am writing about here is creating visually implied form.

To wit, form that can be seen and recognized from virtually any actual, real world referent. Which is to write that any real world referent / subject matter–the what in a photograph–can be considered as the raw material for creating interesting form. Simply written, the what in a good photograph does not have to be made of the sublime; interesting form can seen and extracted from the commonplace. Any thing every thing is fair game.

As John Szarkowski wrote:

“It must be true that some of us point to more interesting facts, events, circumstances, and configurations than others. [...] The talented practitioner of the new discipline would perform with a special grace, sense of timing, narrative sweep, and wit, thus endowing the act not merely with intelligence, but with that quality of formal rigor that identifies a work of art, so that we would be uncertain, when remembering the adventure of the tour, how much our pleasure and sense of enlargement had come from the things pointed to and how much from a pattern created by the pointer.”

Again returning to the eating / chewing schtick, the whole wide world is chock full o’ whats, so keep your eyes wide open and eat it up.

7077-79 / common things • around the house • kitchen life ~ follow Sleepy's advice

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it’s an RGB world

OVER THE PAST 3-4 DAYS I HAVE MADE QUITE A FEW photographs, some of which are displayed in this entry. If I were to extend the picture making window out to 2-3 weeks, I would have more than enough very good photographs to create what I would describe as a short-form body of work, which is exactly what I intend to do–after which I will create an 8x8 soft cover book entitled RANDOM SIGHTINGS ~ a roving eye.

Or, I could present these 10 photographs in my 10 PHOTOGRAPHS series of books. Although, these photographs, strictly writing, do not conform to the concept of that series–photographs of distinctly different referents linked only by my vision not by a unified theme. However …. these photographs are linked by a similar technique; i.e., visual elements that fall outside the primary zone of focus.

Another linking attribute which is not made obvious visually is the fact that all the photographs, again with the exception of one, were made within a radius of approximately 25 feet. Consequently, they do fit rather neatly into my around the house body of work.

In any event, there is a thought that keeps popping up in my head, picture making department wise; what is it that possesses me to pursue this 10 photograph concept? Hell, I mean that starts with the fact that I can’t even decide at this point whether or not it should be a 20 photograph concept.

But leaving that aside, I am beginning to believe that the overwhelmingly positive and downright enthusiastic response to my an ADIRONDACK Guide book–a book with widely disparate referent content–has taught me to believe that a consistent photograph making vision can create a conjugative relationship amongst a wide variety of seemingly disparate referents. The result being a cohesively cognitive sense of empirical unity.

Consequently, based upon that belief, I am inclined to believe that what I am doing is testing the proposition that a photographer does not have to relentlessly prod the viewer with repeated visual iterations of the same literal referent to get their picturing point across.

iMo, vision is the thing–not only what you see but rather how you picture it. Or as Sleepy LaBeef sang, It ain’t what ya do it’s the way how you do it / It ain’t what ya eat it’s the way how you chew it.

ASIDE I saw Sleepy live so many times I can’t count them all. Always in small venues–blues / rockabilly / “dive” / juke joint bars and taverns. It got to the point that he knew me on sight and we had many beers together. Sleepy was a big man, 6’6”, 250 lbs. I’m a big guy, 6’3” and had to look up at him. FYI, he was called the human jukebox cuz he knew thousands of songs and his performances usually consisted of several hour long, non-stop sets–one song after another, no breaks in between. Insane. Happy feets, do yo stuff-yee ha. Learn more here.

# 7076 / landscape ~ breakng news

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I was informed today that my Blue Mountain Lake triptych was accepted into the Arts Center Lake Placid’s annual Fall Juried Art Exhibition.

I feel kinda sheepishly guilty inasmuch as the triptych is a pretty picture of a pretty referent. Sorta like I am betraying my regular referent M.O., aka: the everyday / commonplace world. Although, truth be told, the view depicted in the triptych is an everyday occurrence here in the Adirondacks. So, that written, I’ll just go with the excuse that it is impossible to go through a day without at least one juicy rationalization.

Call it a rationalization but here’s the thing; submitting a “fine art” photograph–described here as a Shore/Meyerowitz/Eggleston style picture–to a juried show in a gallery here in the Adirondacks is somewhat of a fool’s errand. That’s cuz 99.9% of the photographs made by “serious” Adirondack amateurs–an even non-hyphenated serious amateurs–are of the ain’t-nature-grand school of photography. It’s just the nature (pun) of the beast.

That written, my triptych verges on the edge of the pretty-picture zone; even now, before the exhibition opening event, I can hear comments like; why did you cut off the guy in the boat on the left? / you should have moved the pedestrian boat at the dock or at least retouched it out of the picture so that only the vintage Chris Craft boat is featured / and, you should have dialed up the color saturation. Ugh.

In any event, next week I launch my an ADIRONDACK GUIDE project portfolio presentation blitz on the Adirondack gallery world. I do believe that it will elicit a couple of exhibition offers / interest precisely cuz it is not just another ain’t-nature-grand body of work–“body of work” being the operative phrase inasmuch as, while I would never submit a stand-alone picture from this work for juried exhibition consideration, I do believe the cumulative body of work is a refreshing unique, original view of everyday life in the Adirondacks.

And, PS–the book is going to press next week.

FYI, the triptych photographs were made with a Canon EOS IX–an APS film format camera–using 110 color negative film. The print is 14x36” with a 10.5x33.5” image.

# 7071-7075 / around the house • kitchen sink • common things ~ the potpourri school of photography

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ONE MONOGRAPH IN MY COLLECTION THAT NEARLY TAKES my breath away each and every time I view it is Eggleston’s book, 2¼. The title derives from the fact that all the photographs were made with a Hasselblad camera, a medium format–120 film–camera that makes 2¼ inch square photographs. The book ticks all of my photo hot buttons; square format, everyday / commonplace referents, a seemingly random assortment of referents (people, places, things), and, to my eye and sensibilities, an exquisite sense of form.

While the photographs–made after those in his Eggleston’s Guide–bear a striking resemblance to that earlier work, nevertheless they do not–as assembled in this book–seem to have the same narrative / tell the same story as the Eggleston’s Guide book. However, the photographs do convincingly hang together as a cohesive body of work thanks to Eggleston’s singular vision, aka: how he sees and pictures the world.

The idea of the grouping of photographs of disparate referent matter that nevertheless hang together is a topic that has very much been on my mind recently. So much so that I have been engaged in creating a new body of work–titled 10 PHOTOGRAPHS–that consists of multiple small format books–8x8 inches–which each contain 10 photographs of dissimilar subject matter–see the new gallery on my work page.

the first book grouping

My reasons for creating this project are somewhat muddled; a) it’s a kinda thumbing my nose at the fine art photo world and its insistence upon thematic bodies of work. b) it’s also a challenge to viewers–can they / will they take the time to view each photo independently yet nevertheless see the connectedness to the other photos? c) seeking an answer the question of, is my singular vision enough to link together my disparate referential subject matter photos together as the work of a single photographer? d) would it be possible to mount an exhibition with only 10 photographs of very different subject matter?

All of that written, be assured that I still believe that thematically singular bodies of work are a very valid manner of creating and exhibiting work. However, I especially appreciate the work of those photographers who are able to explore a multitude of subject matter yet still maintain a consistent vision across that body of work.

# 7066-70 / around the house • landscape • common things ~ all grown up

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LATELY I’VE BEEN PULLING OUT PHOTO BOOKS–SPECIFICALLY INDIVIDUAL PHOTOGRAPHER monographs–from my photo books collection. The primary reason for doing so is to get a comparative feel for my book, re: does it have the look and feel–design and content–of other-like photo books? Does it have a book store presence?

I believe that it does. That feeling is backed up by the response of a large regional book store manager who, when viewing my proof book, asked not only how soon could he get it on the shelves but also would I do an in-store book signing event. He even suggested that I should raise my suggested price for the book cuz, in his opinion, it is a very “high quality product”.

Be all of that as it may, my perusing of some photo books from my collection instigated some thoughts on the current state of photography arts; most of the books in my collection were published in the first decade of this century. Many were retrospectives of work created well before that time–1970>late1980s. In fact, many of my most recent purchases of photo books showcase work created in that early era ….

… all of which leads me to wonder if my interest in “fine art” photography is locked into work from the past. Have I reached a stage in life where I have lost touch with “what’s happenin’ now”, photography wise. Or, is it that there ain’t all that much happenin’ that’s opening up new frontiers in the picture making world?

In defense of my idea that I ain’t dead yet, photography wise, there can be no denying that 70s>80s was a time of ground breaking photography revolution; the New Color Photography and the New Topographics movements were the prime instigators of a radically new picture making paradigm–goodbye Ansel Adams, hello Robert Adams / Stephen Shore and company. And, not only did the picture making world change–any-thing / every-thing became legitimate subject matter–but so did what could be hung on gallery walls–goodbye camera club walls, hello MOMA.

That written, am I in the wrong to write that there ain’t much goin’ on that generates a lot of excitement in the photo world? I mean, where/what’s the next big thing, where/who’s the next big name?

I am willing to admit that perhaps I am asking too much of the photo world cuz it is quite arguable that the medium has matured to a point where a truly radical transformation is not possible. Perhaps I should just relax and appreciate the fact that I experienced and came of age, picture making wise, during an exciting period of artistic evolution.

After all, that transformation made possible a recent experience where, when a complete stranger (a 60ish aged woman)–sitting at a bar eating lunch–was handed my an Adirondack Guide photo book by the bartender, she spent a considerable length of time–20-25 minutes–viewing it. After which she turned to me and said, “A great book with really beautiful photographs.”

That encounter was rather amazing inasmuch as her reaction to a book full of straight, somewhat deadpan, pictures of the mundane, commonplace life–places, things, people–in the Adirondacks might not have been possible a couple decades ago. It might have be viewed as amateur, snapshot junk. Apparently, times have changed.