# 6579-84 / landscape • instax • film ~ I contain multitudes

all Photos (embiggenable)

view camera - 8x10 color negative

MICHAEL JOHNSTON’S CALL FOR BAKER’S DOZEN submissions, re: film, got me to thinking about, well…film. Or, to be precise, making pictures with film and submitting one of my pictures that was made using film.

So, I took a trip down memory lane, picture making wise, and rummaged around looking for files of scans made from ancient pictures made using film. Came across a number of submission possibilities but ended up choosing one of the pictures from my death in ER series as the “winner” and sent it on to T.O.P.. That choice was based upon the fact that it depicts something ya don’t see or picture everyday and it was made with a camera-WIDELUX 1500 (120 film)-very few have ever seen much less used. Which got me to thinking…

….back in the good ol’ days, I used so many different cameras-35mm/120mm cameras, multiple view cameras 4x5>8x10, multiple Polaroid cameras, 2 different rotating lens panoramic cameras, half-frame cameras and other exotica + way too many film variants to mention. All of which I used to photograph all manner of things….which got me to thinking about Bob Dylan’s song I Contain Multitudes in which he wrote/sang:

….I paint landscapes, and I paint nudes
I contain multitudes

In any event and all of that written, it begs the question, do I miss it? Answer: kinda but not with much of a sense of longing to repeat it. To be precise, I do miss the look of C prints made from 8x10 color negatives. Nothing in the digital world equals it. In addition it is also worth noting that most of my family and friends and family/friends gatherings, events, etc. were photographed with the use of Polaroid cameras and films. And, I have thousands of prints to show for it.

While I am never going back to photographing with an 8x10 view camera, I have added a instant print feature to my family/friends and events picturing activity; the addition of an INSTAX printer to my out-and-about kit. Just as making a Polaroid picture and passing it around was a big hit in the past, making a “snapshot” with my iPhone, sending it to the INSTAX printer and then passing that instant print around incites exactly the same kinda hit. And so, my INSTAX print collection grows and grows and grows.

A bit of photography history, re: the instant prints in this entry: In the book, The Art of the American Snapshot in the chapter titled, Fun under the Shade of the Mushroom Cloud - 1940-1959,

… Praised as a “worthwhile recreation” that teaches “observation, alertness, and patience.” photography was also an extremely popular diversion in the late 1940s and 1950s… by late 1944 and 1945, more Americans from all walks of life made more photographs than ever before… in the 50s as Hollywood opened the to the bedroom, snapshooters also began to share some of their secrets with their cameras, giving glimpses of what they did in the privacy of their homesNot wanting to be left out of this profitable market, Polaroid advertised how it “Perks up a party” and suggested to hostesses that they throw aPolaroid Picture Party”….

I believe that Polaroid was ideally suited to implementing the idea that “snapshooters also began to share some of their secrets with their cameras, giving glimpses of what they did in the privacy of their homes”. While some were snapping away at “secrets” with their Brownie cameras, Polaroid pictures came straight out of the camera thus avoiding the possibility of censorship and the potential embarrassment of trying to have your film processed at the corner drugstore or eventually at Fotomat.

In fact, although I do not know how it could organized but a curated exhibition of “snapshooter” photographs-let’s call it “erotica”-could be fascinating to see. I’d bet there must be hundred of thousands, if not millions, of such photos out there hiding in closets or under beds.

FYI, I never threw a Polaroid Picture Party” but I did take a Polaroid camera to a lot of parties.

my Halloween party costume ~ c. 1969

# 6377-79 / street • people • places ~ a bit of history

Ryuku Isalnds, Okinawa, Japan ~ c. 1967 (embiggenable)

Ryuku Isalnds, Okinawa, Japan ~ c. 1967 (embiggenable)

Ryuku Isalnds, Okinawa, Japan ~ c. 1967 (embiggenable)

1966-68 I LIVED IN JAPAN, A LIFE EVENT that changed / shaped my life inasmuch as it was the place (and culture) in which I discovered the medium of photography and its (Eastern) apparatus….

BACKGROUND:….In early 1966 I gave up on college and by June of that year I was swept up by Uncle Sam in the troop build-up for the Vietnam War. As luck and a spin of the wheel would have it, after basic training I was sent to supply clerk training-not infantry training!-after which I was sent to Okinawa, Japan-not Vietnam!

Within 2-3 hours of my arrival, I encountered yet another bit of good luck (although I did not fully appreciate it at the time); in its infinite wisdom, the US Army-noting some drafting experience on my civilian record-told me to forget all that supply clerk stuff cuz I was gonna be a draftsman assigned to a command headquarters company. A company which was barracked in a little enclave positioned 8 miles from the main base, a place which was, for all intents and purposes, out of the sight and mind of command oversight. A situation which was finagled by the company commander who was just killing time while waiting to be discharged.

As a result of that situation, and the fact that most of the company’s ranks were working in a wide a variety of tasks and different locations, we were not subject to typical military rituals. We basically had 8-5 / 5 days a week jobs and, as long has you showed up to work and did your job, we were free do just about anything we desired. In fact, quite a number of our ranks lived “downtown”, shacked-up with a local “sweetheart”.

Re: Photography: Finding myself in a foreign country / culture, it made sense to buy a camera. And, duh, there were camera stores galore, seemingly on every street corner. So, I got me a Petri fixed lens rangefinder camera and within a couple weeks I was processing all my film, color transparency and bw, and making bw prints in the well equipped recreational base photo lab. Photography wise, I was off and running….

….fast forward to early-1967 - by this time, after learning I could go home, get married, return to Okinawa with my (then) wife and live off-base (with a housing and food allowance), my army life became even more 8-5 / 5 days a week job like. Life was sweet and I was making lots of pictures until…

….I had entered 3 pictures (in 3 different categories) in US Army’s worldwide photo competition. All 3 won in their category and continued to move on up the competition ladder until they reached the top, aka” final, level where my run came to an end. Having only been making pictures for about 6 months, I was pretty pleased with myself and started to think that, maybe, just maybe, there might be a future for me in this picture making thing. Little did I know…

…a few weeks later-after collecting my winning booty from the theater commanding general in a big tadoo-as I was sitting at my drafting table, word filtered down the chain of command that the Command Information Office photographer was rotating back to the States and there was no replacement in sight. I immediately raised my hand and said, “I’ll do it.” and, due my recent photo competition success, I became an “official” US Army photographer.

And the rest, as they say, is history.

All of that written, I must write that I took to making pictures like a duck to water. Ya know, like, I don’t need no stinkin’ training (my lack of education hasn’t hurt me none cuz I can read see the writing pictures on the wall). It all seemed to just come “naturally.” How else, do you explain the fact that, within a little over 6 months from picking up a camera for the first time, I was making my living, so to write, making pictures? Not to mention how ironic it was to have traveled half way around the world, after growing up in Rochester, NY within sight of KODAK headquarters, to discover the joy photography.

Ain’t life strange.