@ 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.

# 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.

# 7042-46 / common places • common things ~ the contest that never ends

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“Photography is a contest between a photographer and the presumptions of approximate and habitual seeing. The contest can be held anywhere …. the number of possibilities is not finite but infinite.” ~ John Szarkowski

“To see something spectacular and recognize it as a photographic possibility is not making a very big leap. But to see something ordinary, something you’d see every day, and recognize it a a photographic possibility––that is what I am interested in.” ~ Stephen Shore

“I am not trying to work with grandeur. I am trying to work with ordinariness …. Ordinary things.” ~ Joel Meyerowitz

My thoughts––and consequent picture making actions––exactly stated.

AT MIDNIGHT TONIGHT I AM OFF TO JERSEY SHORE where I will undoubtedly make some pictures of ordinary life there. Pictures made according to the ideas expressed above––as I have been so doing since I first began making pictures nearly 60 years ago––long before I ever read those words. In fact, long before I ever heard of / knew about Szarkowski, Shore, or Meyerowitz.

# 6971 / kitchen life ~ Playing by the rules

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ON MY LAST ENTRY, BERNIE WROTE:

“I wonder how and when it came to be a necessary accompaniment to any work on public display.”

One simple answer to that question was expressed by John Szarkowski:

“[writers on photography] …. we tend to be interested only in intention, because it makes the enterprise feel more important.”

Or, if one wants to engage in a more scholarly / deep dive into the subject, read Susan Sontag’s essay Against Interpretation.

However, here is a very simple reality, re: artist statements; when applying for a grant or exhibition opportunities––which I am in the process of doing––to ignore including an artist statement + bio is pretty much a guarantee of failure to be successful in achieving either objective. With that reality in mind, I try my best to keep it simple. Consider my artist statement for my Adirondack Survey work:

These photographs are intended not to be a comprehensive nor a definitive appraisal of life in the Park but instead as visual analogues of a private view of subject matter as experienced in the commonplace realities of the Park. Created as an engagement of personal vision rather than as a topographic documentary, the work illustrates an intent to animate, elucidate, and reveal a sense of beautiful strangeness: not predictability (the opposite of cliche), but rather, a kind of shock recognition hidden in plain sight within the qoutidian Adirondack landscape.

So, in conclusion, the moral of the story is rather simple; if ya wanna be in the game, ya gotta play by the rules. However, that written, when I do have to write an artist statement, I always keep in mind the words––as best as I remember them––Bill Jay wrote after reading an art statement that was not grossly verbose and artspeaky:

“It has been a long time since I read an artist statement wherein the photographer was not speaking out of his own asshole.”

# 6874-79 / common places–things • landscape • kitchen sink ~ pay no attention to thing behind the curtain

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“,,,, people say they need to express their emotions, I’m sick of that. Photography doesn’t teach you to express your emotions, it teaches you to see.” ~ Berenice Abbott

I HAVE PRESENTED THIS ABBOTT QUOTE PREVIOUSLY, most often in entries excoriating the Academic Lunatic Fringe crowd. A group which employs the medium of photography to create lens-based (their words) art; art that they attempt to load up with all manner of deep personal trauma, angst, insecurity, fears, conflicts, et al. iMo, the pictures they produce fail miserably to convey such “meaning(s)”–so much so that their work is always accompanied by a lengthy addendum–often thousands of words–aka: an artist statement in order to express verbally what they are trying to express visually.

That written, this entry is not about the ALF crowd. Rather it is about the idea that art is capable of, in addition to being visually interesting / pleasing / captivating, inciting a reaction in a viewer that includes feelings / emotions / thoughts. However, there is no question that what is considered to be visually interesting and/or emotionally / thought-fully engaging means many different things to many different people. Ya know, like the adage, one person’s treasure is another person’s trash and vice-versa.

That written, I do believe that there is a definably distinct difference in what is considered to visually interesting + emotion / thought-ful engagement between Fine Art photography and Decorative Art photography.

First a simple description: Fine Art is created primarily for aesthetic and intellectual reasons. It's meant to provoke thoughts, emotions, feelings–most often complex and open to interpretation–and to challenge our perceptions. Decorative Art is designed primarily to enhance simple, easily understood, visually pleasing, functional beauty. While the former tends to incite an “energetic” response, the latter tends to sooth and relax the viewer but, in any event, both have their place and serve a purpose in the art world.

That written, to my eye and sensibilities, the primary difference I see between the work of Fine Art photographers vs Decorative photographers is the difference between deadpan seeing–detached, straight-on, and objective views of the everyday–as opposed to sensationalized seeing–romanticized, idealistic / idyllic views of the picturesque.

In my picture making and viewing I prefer the deadpan aesthetic cuz I equate it with free thinking / association. That is to write that after I tell a viewer “Look at this”, I leave it up to the viewer of a deadpan aesthetic photo to make of it what they will. On the other hand, I believe that a sensationalist aesthetic picture is a form of propaganda-of-the-obvious inasmuch as the picture maker is loudly proclaiming to the viewer that “Ain’t this just the cat’s meow!”.

In any event and to my manner of thinking, I’ll take free thinking / association over propaganda-of-the-obvious any day of the week. However …..

…. I must admit that I wrestle with the simple fact that, when it comes to the emotion / feeling / thought incitement to be had when viewing a photograph, I am at a bit of a loss; as best as I can determine, I attribute that “loss” to the fact that I rarely go all gaga over the viewing of a (Fine Art) photograph–mine or those made by others.

That written, that fact should not be understood to mean that I do not experience an intense attraction to some–in truth, many–photographs. Rather, it is that my attraction to and subsequent involvement with photographs is primarily centered around the “tingling” I experience, re: my visual senses faculties / apparatus, which generates a feeling I can not put into words / thoughts (nor do I want to); kinda like a zen consciousness moment, a direct experience, emptying the mind of rigid concepts to perceive reality exactly as it is in the present moment.

That written, I do recognize that my attraction to certain photographs–mine as well as those made by others–is based around a feng shui / ying and yang kinda thing–the combination of soft and hard, light and dark, static and dynamic elements that create, to my eye and sensibilities, a harmonious composition. A sense of balance that incites my eye to dance and skitter across the surface of a print in manner that is varied, never exactly the same and never boring, over repeated viewings.

It should be noted that the “tingling” I experience is rarely induced by what is literally depicted in a photograph, aka: the thing pointed to, That’s cuz, when I am looking at a photograph, I am not looking at what is literally depicted; rather, I am looking at the print, in and of itself, as an objet d’art. What pricks my eye and sensibilities is, to quote Szarkowski, the pattern created by the pointer.

It should also be noted that most of what is written in this entry is Fine Art Photography specific. Most certainly FAP, built upon the foundation and appreciation of aesthetic principles, is not dismissive of the literally depicted referent(s) to be seen in a photograph. But that written, in most examples of FAP the pattern created by the photographer is considered to be more important than the thing pointed to.

Or, as Sleepy LaBeef stated, “It ain’t what ya eat, it’s the way how ya chew it.”

# 6869-73 / common things ~ what language are you speaking?

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“Remember, that a picture, before it is a picture of a battle horse, a nude woman, or some story, is essentially a flat surface covered in colors arranged in a certain order.” ~ Maurice Denis ….

…. from his manifesto, Definition of Neo-Traditionism (1890), where he emphasized that aesthetic pleasure was to be found in the painting itself not its subject.

re: a flat surface covered in colors arranged in a certain order – that simple idea describes precisely the first impression I experience, or, quite literally, what I see when viewing a photograph (or any object being presented as art); or, as Szarkowski stated, “the pattern created by the pointer.” Concomitantly, patterns are what I see when making my photographs.

And, to be precise, patterns are what my photographs are “about”. They are not about the dirty water in a pan in my sink, the door on my dryer, the plant on a window sill, the red chair on my porch, or the wire hanging out of a cardboard box. Rather, I just use those things as starting–yet, integral–points of visual interest in an amalgamation of other real world components which, when isolated by and within my framing, create–to my eye and sensibilities–visually pleasing/ interesting / engaging (take your pick) form.

Which brings me to formalism – a concept which is employed in both the making and analyzing of art based on color, line, shape, tone and composition, et al; a concept which often dismisses narrative or subject matter as secondary to visual arrangement. Formalism also asserts that everything necessary in a work of art is contained within it. The context for the work, the reason for its creation, the historical background, the life of the artist, et al, is not considered to be significant. What you see (and feel), is exactly what you “get”.

All of that written, here’s the rub …. the medium of photography is inexorably linked to the real world, depicting it, as it is wont to do, in a realistic manner. That intrinsic characteristic makes it difficult for a viewer (or a picture maker) to be able to get beyond the depicted referent, aka: subject matter. Try telling most viewers that a picture is not about what is literally depicted but rather about formalist concepts or, for that matter, any other concept and they will look at you as if you have lobsters crawling out of your ears.

So, be forewarned; making photographs that exhibit that quality of formal rigor that identifies it as a work of art–that is, about more than what is literally depicted–can be very satisfying for your soul but not so much for your standing in the “serious” amateur picture making world.