#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.

# 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.

# 7062-65 / common places-things • adk guide ~ seeing not thinking

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Let’s begin with a CAVEAT: This is entry is NOT intended to be a commentary on the aesthetic quality of the picture-maker’s work. Rather, it is about the manner in which he worked.

I RECENTLY CAME ACROSS A BLOG WITH AN ENTRY titled “The Anatomy Of A Photographic Failure” wherein the author suggests that “showing our failures can be just as important as showing our successful images” cuz “Failures can be used to teach effectively.” an idea that I have no problem with … keeping in mind, of course, that there’s no success like failure but failure is no success at all.

In any event, my take on the entry is that while the author points out a whole host of technique / technical failures with his pictures resulting in that, in his words, “…. they just don’t look pleasing at all to me.”

A statement to which I say, ”No shit Sherlock.”

I mean, how the hell can one expect to respond to a picture making opportunity with spontaneity and feeling when one’s mind is flooded with thoughts technical. To wit ….

I had the Fujifilm X100VI and the wide angle conversion lens, effectively giving me a 28mm field of view.  Wider would have been better for some shots.  But the 28mm was all I had with me … It was extremely bright outside and relatively poorly lit inside so I know that making a single exposure toward the front of the restaurant would be pushing the dynamic range of the sensor about as far as practical—maybe too far.  So, I set bracketing to 5 photos, 1 stop apart. …. I shot handheld, aperture priority with Auto ISO.  I used both f/5.6 and f/8.  A wider aperture would have been better to reduce the ISO but at the distances I was photographing getting most everything in focus required a deeper depth of field.  The interior photos were exposed at ISOs from 250-8000. Also, I set the camera for “Natural Live View” to simulate an optical viewfinder so as to have the best representation of actual dynamic range and best exposure rather than have it artificially modified by a film simulation.  I use the Natural Live View feature extensively in all my cameras that have this kind of feature as I get a much better idea of highlight clipping and best exposure settings.

iMo, working within the framework of this mode of thought is akin to trying to master a dance step without listening to the music. So, if there’s a failure to be noted in this “teaching” experience, it is about what not to do–an idea not mentioned in the author’s entry. Or, to quote Edward Weston:

“To consult the rules of composition before making a picture is a little like consulting the law of gravitation before going for a walk.”

A quote in which Weston was strongly implying that artistic vision should feel natural and instinctive, not forced by rigid formulas / techniques, i.e., an artist should focus on seeing the subject strongly and clearly rather than worrying about strict technical guidelines and techniques.

iMo, if one wishes to avoid the “failures” experienced by the author, the lesson to be learned here is not as the author suggests in his entry summary;

“I should have been more prolific with my bracketed shots to ensure a higher level of success in capturing my intended images. Additionally, instead of five exposures, 1 stop apart, I could have tried three exposures 2 stops apart …. to raise my chance of success.”

WRONG. Apparently, the author thinks, as is common amongst many “serious” amateurs, that more and “better” techniques–and dare is write, more and “better” gear–is the path to more picture making success. Ya know, going deeper down the rabbit hole of technique / gear on the road to nowhere. Whereas, iMo+experience, keeping it simple–both gear and an open, receptive mind–is the way to go.

(aesthetic) ADDENDUM: in his entry the author asserts that “Shooting through the scratched plexiglass was a failed experiment.” I disagree. To my eye and sensibilities–disregarding the lousy blend of the bracketing technique–this is a wonderful picture. Or, with proper processing–forget the blending crap–it could be a very visually interesting picture that could hold my attention for a considerable amount of time. And, it’s the “distraction” of the marred plexiglass that is one of the visual highlights that helps separate this picture from mundane documentation–it gives the picture a sense of reality and character. Hell, I might even hang it on my wall.

# 7031-34 / common places-things • kitchen sink ~ everything all at once

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iMnsho, one of the best texts ever written about photography–in general but also about color photography specifically–is the intro essay by John Szarkowski in the book William Eggleston’s Guide. I truly believe, without exaggeration, it could easily be a syllabus for a year of photography graduate studies.

I mention Szarkowski’s text cuz yesterday, at a big family / clan gathering (our daughter married into it), I showed my an ADIRONDACK Guide proof book to a respected artist / university art professor (a painter) and one of the many things he liked about the work was my sense of “composition”. His comments brought to my mind something Szarkowski, in his essay, quoted, re: composition–the words of the photographer Robert Adams–which my artist acquaintance sorta mirrored ….

in the act of making photographs…. “the photographer inventories what seems an endless number of angles; he explains, if asked, that he is trying for effective composition, but hesitates to define it. What he means is that a photographer wants form, an unarguably right relationships of shapes, a visual stability in which all components are equally important. The photographer hopes, in brief, to discover a tension so exact that it is peace …. The form the photographer records, though discovered in a split second of literal fact, …. implies an order beyond itself, a landscape into which all fragments, no matter how imperfect, fit perfectly.”

With the exception of “inventories what seems an endless number of angles”–cuz I generally inventory subtle arrangements of a single angle–that quote pretty much describes my picture making M.O., re: “composition”. FYI, I place quotes around the word composition–the act of arranging parts or elements to form a whole–cuz unless a photographer is making a still life, he/she arranges nothing. The best he/she can do is to select a POV that visually organizes the visual elements, perceived as “shapes” of a framed segment of the real world, into a pattern that, to his/her eye and sensibilities, creates “an unarguably right relationships of shapes”, aka: a pleasing / interesting form. An act that Szarkowski describes as “a contest between a photographer and the presumptions of approximate and habitual seeing.”

That written, it should be emphasized that this process of organizing has no “rules”. The playing field on which the “contest” is played is infinitely variable and, consequently, so are the possibilities that might be employed in the engagement*. And, since there are no rules to guide the practitioner, the primary “tools” available to solve the problem are feel and intuition; in my experience, the recognition of the right relationship of shapes is truly “discovered in a split second”, i.e. a photographer just knows it when he sees and feels it. If a photographer thinks about it, iMnsho, that’s a recipe for failure, or at least; a recipe for approximate and habitual seeing.

All that that written, here’s the million dollar question; can this “tool”–feel / intuition–be learned or taught? My life experience, mine that of others with whom I am familiar, lrans me in the direction of “No.” It is something that one either has or does not have"; a “god*”-given gift, if you will, or so the adage goes.

In my case, it took me a long time–most of my life so far–to recognize that, while I have very good eyesight, i.e. being able to perceive depth and distance, aka: my vision, I also have, simultaneously, an ability to “see” shapes–if you will, sprinkled about the landscape–comprised of color, tone, lines, et al. An ability that exists without any, absolutely none, conscious awareness on my part. It just is what is. Asking me to explain it is like asking me to explain why I am 6’3”, 215 lbs. I can’t, other than to paraphrase Popeye, “I am what I am and that’s all that I am.”

This ability allows me to see, as Szarkowski put it, both the blue and the sky.

AN AMUSING ANECDOTE : re: composition. Adams wrote that a photographer “hesitates to explain it.” Szarkowski explains that hesitancy thusly:

When it was pointed out to Eggleston that “the design of most of [his] pictures seemed to radiate from central, circular core … [Eggleston] replied, after a barely perceptible hesitation, that this was true, since the pictures were based compositionally on the Confederate flag–not the asterisk, or the common daisy, or the Dove of the Holy Ghost, but the Confederate flag. The response was presumably improvised and unresponsive, of interest only as an illustration of the lengths to which artists sometimes go to frustrate rational analysis of their work, as though they fear it might prove an antidote to their magic,”

*as I learned in the Army, the “in the field expediency method”

**DO NOT, I REPEAT, DO NOT get me started on the idea of a supreme being hanging around in the prenatal division of creation handing out special gifts to lucky individuals.

# 7026-30 / around the house • chuzhao • common things ~ pictures not words

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WHILE CRUISING THE WEB RECENTLY I CAME across a photo blog with a photo of some daffodils. The entry title was “Learning from my photographs”. In the entry the author suggested that photographers should spend a significant amount of time looking at their photos cuz they just might learn something from them that they had not realized /seen previously.

In the case of his daffodil photograph, he wrote that when he stared at it for period of time he saw that the flowers looked like …..

“Tiny golden trumpets looking to their creator, fairly dancing as they blow their hearts out in praise to the God of the universe.”

OK. Whatever. But, the fact, for me, is that I could stare at that picture for hours on end and never arrive at the point of “seeing” what the author “sees”, figuratively speaking. For the most part, I believe my inability to go where the author goes when viewing the photo is conditioned by my prejudice of preferring to make and look at straight photographs. That is, photographs in which the depicted referent(s) are not stand-ins–aka; metaphors–for something else but presented for consideration as what they are–i.e. consider photography’s intrinsic relationship with the real. As in, in the case of the photo in question, illustrating that a flower is a flower and appreciating it for what it is.

To be certain, I am not suggesting that a photo cannot incite in a viewer an emotional / mental response; say, like, a photo of daffodils could surely stir memories / thoughts / feelings of warm summer days spent idling in the garden with friends and family. Or, for the more philosophical viewers in the crowd, maybe some thoughts on the fact the creator might have gone a bit overboard with the making of 400,000 species of flowering plants. Whatever.

My issue is not with the idea that photographs can and do incite a cognitive / visceral response. Of course they can. But, I stand four-square on the belief that photography is a very poor medium for expressing / conveying conceptual meaning(s). As in, the author’s quote above expresses a very conceptual idea. One that, without his words attached to it, it is a concept that few would decipher. I believe John Szarkowski stated it best:

“Whatever else a photograph may be about, it is inevitably about photography, the container and the vehicle of all its meanings. Whatever the photographer’s intuitions or intentions, they must be cut and shaped to fit the possibilities of his art.”

“the possibilities of his art” – photography is a visual art. And, I might add, if a photograph needs words to get it’s “meaning” across, iMo , the photograph is a failure.

ADDENDUM lest anyone think me to be an unimaginative chowderhead, I present the following photograph (image?). It was made for the cover of a regional business magazine. The–gasp– concept was to illustrate a feature article about the death and rebirth of the rust-belt economy. The base photograph was made with 4x5 Polaroid sheet film which was then used to make a Polaroid transfer* (emulsion lift) on fine art paper. The image was then hand colored with hand-drawn line art added.

The cover / photo was very successful. It won a magazine industry ward, but, to my point in this entry, without the words on the cover about story inside–life and death of the rust-belt economy–I believe that most, if not every business person viewing the cover would have uttered or at least thought, “WTF is this?”

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7000-05 / common places • common things ~ 2 fer 1

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I HAVE BEEN MAKING PHOTOGRAPHS WITH THE CHUZHAO camera on a regular enough basis that I have added a gallery on my HOME page for the pictures. For sure there are many more to come. Could I be tempted to stop making straight photographs? No. Never. That’s cuz …..

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…. there is the gift that keeps on giving; everyday life and the kitchen sink.

Speaking of which, the wife and I are leaving early this Sunday AM for a 4 day / 3 night meander about the Adirondacks. The purpose of the drive about is for me to make some photographs for the Adirondack Survey / Guide project. Specifically, I will concentrating on the lower eastern quadrant of the Park. That’s an area of the Park that I do not regularly traverse so I do not have many photos thereof for the project.

This came to my attention––on hindsight––when I was assembling the latest version of my project book, due to the fact that I might have made a mistake; unlike the first proof book in which the left hand pages opposite the photo pages were left blank, in this second version I decided to name, in a subtle, small typeface, the location of each photo on the facing pages. In doing so, that drew my attention to the fact that I was lacking photos from the previously mentioned southeastern quadrant of the Park. Therein is the reason for my upcoming drive about. However ….

…. it has occurred to me that the inclusion of photo locations in the book may have been a mistake. Why so? That’s cuz, when viewers looked at the first proof edition of the book––the one without locations mentioned––no one seemed to care about the actual locations of the photos. To the contrary, the book left them with the overall impression of daily life in the Park. Which is not to write that they didn’t recognize some locations but it seemed to me that it was the totality of the body of work, not the location of individual photographs, that was what created the impression of everyday life.

That written, I would hope it would be understood by viewers of the book––or of an exhibition thereof––that my intent in the making of the work was/is to create an art project not a travel guide. An intent I hope I made clear––if viewers are paying attention––in my artist statement wherein I stated that the work was “created as an engagement of personal vision rather than as a topographic documentary”.

So, in any event and all of that written, I have been left with the question of whether or not to include the photo locations in the final version of the book.

# 6997-99 / around the house • kitchen sink • common things ~ for many there's never enough

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SO THERE’S THIS GUY, WHO SHALL REMAIN NAMELESS, ON THE interweb, I will call him “Mr. Unhappy”, who has returned from a long trip and has been waxing poetic, so to write, about his experiences with a particular camera; a camera brand that I have used––in one iteration or another––for the past 23 years. Long gear-head blather made short, he pretty much liked the camera and the files it produced although …. it come ups short in one gear-headed, pixel-peeper fetish aspect––it did not have “enough” resolution.

Please forgive me, but I have to call bullshit on this one. I have never, during my 23 years of picture making, had any kind of lack of resolution issue with said cameras / sensors. In fact, during that time, when processing my RAW files, I reduce the sharpness setting along with a reduction in both vibrance and saturation in order to mitigate the “digital look”––a look that has, to my eye and sensitivities, a rather harsh and somewhat garish appearance. Call it, if you must, an attempt to give my prints a more “film-like” look––that is, a softer / smoother, transition between colors and tones.

Simply stated, to my eye and sensibilities, and, iMo, a softer / smoother image is much more “poetic” than those more “analytical” hyper-sharp / super vibrant, color saturated images. Cuz, as Sleepy LaBeef sang, “It ain’t what ya eat, it’s the way how ya chew it.”

So, if asked by Mr. Unhappy, re: his complaint, I would again turn to a musician ….

Unhappy, unhappy, you have no complaint
It is what is and it ain't what it ain't
So listen up Buster, and listen up good
Stop wishing for bad luck and knocking on wood*

~ from the song Dear Abby by John Prine

ASIDE word of advice from me: Resolution does not a good picture make.

*a declaration concerning one's unfavorable situation