# 6946-52 / travel • landscape ~ picture window perfect

FOR REASONS I CAN NOT FULLY EXPLAIN MOST OF my Ireland landscape photographs were made through windows of one sort or another. The pictures do, sorta, fit into my picture windows body of work but not exactly so inasmuch as the framing of these photographs is rather different than that of most of my earlier picture windows work.

The primary difference, as I see it, is that in these pictures the window frames function, conceptually, as a frame-within-a-frame. Ya know, for those who like to see such things in a photograph, subtly emphasizing that the act of making photographs is, in effect, an act of framing select slices of the real world. On the other hand, there are those who might wonder why I did not just go outside and photograph the view without all of that “distracting crap” in the way.

Truth be told, I did not have a single thought in my picture making head, re: the concept of frame-within-a-frame, while I was making the photographs. I just liked the way all the visual elements within my imposed framing came together. iMo, and to my eye and sensibilities, it all made for a more complex / ambiguous visual presentation than that which would result, picture making vise, by just going outside and pointing a picture making device at the landscape and visually declaring it to be “beautiful”–aka: making simple pictures for simple minds.

# 6942-45 / travel • landscape ~ pictures

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TO DATE THIS TRIP HAS BEEN SOMEWHAT OF A picture making bust. Very different from our previous visit to Ireland inasmuch as, for me and my grandson, this trip has been centered around golfing and a very rural part of County Donegal. So mush so that tomorrow’s golf outing will place use within sight of the most northern edge of Ireland. That written, even the view from our B&B on Lough Swilley affords us a glimpses of the very northern tip of Ireland.

Today is a down day, golf wise, and we are headed out for a drive to a small village for a walk about and a pint or two. Should give me a chance to make some pictures of village life.

6921-27 / travel • shallow DOF • common places-things • art reflects ~ every thing is just ducky

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HAD TO DROP THE WIFE AT THE AIRPORT EARLY YESTERDAY morning. She was traveling to a location in the US of A and I thought I should travel too. So I went to a city in another country where everyone speaks French and spent the day making pictures.

I took only a single camera along with a moderate length tele prime lens. It was sort of a picture making practice event for my upcoming–in 3 weeks– trip to Ireland. Although, truth be told, the excursion was motivated by a desire to add a few more photos to my art reflects body of work.

That mission was accomplished but I was surprised by the fact that a number of art galleries on Rue Saint-Paul Ouest have been replaced by tacky touristy souvenir shops. One such shop was filled entirely with rubber duckies–must have been over 400+ different varieties of them. There is even a Photographer Rubber Duck which, unfortunately, was out of stock in the store but available in their online store.

FYI, weird coincidence; shooting for the first time in a long time with a “real” camera, I made exactly 36 exposures, essentially 1 roll of 35mm film. Another semi-weird occurrence–12 of those images contain evidence of a human presence; something not usually associated with my (so called) “fine art” picture making. I have also come to the conclusion that big city environs are target rich for the making of Saul Leiter-like photographs–quite possibly the only suitable environment.

# 6884-88 / common places-things • portrait •travel ~ frames within a frame

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AS MENTIONED PREVIOUSLY, I HAD A PHOTOGRAPH ACCEPTED for the On the Street exhibit in the PhotoPlace Gallery in Middlebury, VT. I was also pleased to receive an additional notice that the photograph was also chosen to be displayed for a month in a Middlebury fancy-pants coffee shop after the exhibition closes. Apparently the gallery has reached out to local venues in order to give a few photos from each exhibition additional exposure and a chance for additional sales. A nice touch.

In any event, I have submitted 6 photos–those in this entry–for consideration for an upcoming exhibition, Portals : A New Perspective–”…. photographs that explore openings, thresholds, and points of transition. Windows, doorways, mirrors, gates, archways, reflections, and frames within frames …. Whether urban or rural, interior or exterior, documentary or conceptual, show us how photography opens new ways of seeing” (from the Call for Entries).

Re: “…. how photography opens new ways of seeing” – whenever I have encountered the idea of “new ways of seeing”–photography wise–I have always been somewhat perplexed inasmuch as I am very uncertain as to what the hell that means.

Is someone trying to encourage me to adopt a new lens or camera in order to create photos that have a new visual perspective? Ya know, like a wide-angle look or a tele-photo look. Or, maybe, to try some sort of processing effect like high contrast, elevated saturation, ultra-high resolution or some other special effect?

Or, moving away from the idea of how you make photographs, technique wise, perhaps it means something as simple as pointing your picture making device at something other than the proscribed, “standard” picture making subject matter. Pay attention to the overlooked–things most people recognize but seldom really see. And, in doing so, ignore all the cliche rules for making “good” photographs; ya know, rule of thirds, “perfect” light, leading lines, simplify, and a plethora other simple-minded, clap-trap advice. In other words, strive to attain a direct, honest, and un-affected way of seeing, sometimes know as straight photography.

However, without trying to further muddy the waters, re: new ways of seeing, an important question remains; whose new seeing are we talking about–a picture maker’s or a picture viewer’s?

My answer to that question is that–writing / thinking as a maker of photographs–my intent in is two-fold; 1) to photograph the overlooked world in a manner that transcends mere documentation–that is, to see it as it is but endowing the act with that quality of formal rigor that identifies a work of art, and in doing so, 2) writing as a viewer of photographs, to encourage the viewer of my photographs to see the world in a new way–that is, to realize that the overlooked can yield up unexpected visual pleasures.

# 6854-56 / travel / snow ~ I had both knees on the steering wheel

“The intellectual bar seems to be rising beyond the simplicity of well-seen images or, at least, the proverbial hand of funding that giveth and taketh away seems to have shifted its priorities in favor of strong intellectual foundations.” ~ written by an Academic Lunatic Fringe intellectual pinhead

“[in writing about photography] …. we tend to be interested only in intention, because it makes the enterprise feel more important.”~ John Szarkowski

“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

LIKE ABBOTT I AM SICK TO DEATH of the dreck served up by the ALF crowd. That written, although I am more than willing to accept the fact that the medium of photography contains a multitude of iterations / genres / applications, I do draw an exclusionary line, re: its suitability for “expressing” / conveying intellectual content–especially “deep”, personal, narcissistic, emotional and psychological conflicts, and social / cultural constructs. That written, what really gets my goat–but to be honest, I don’t actually have a goat–is when I see / hear crap such as “the simplicity of well-seen images” and the ridiculous idea that a “strong intellectual foundation” is an requisite for making good pictures….

…. MOVING ON:

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rainbow@ 79 mph

WHILE XMAS SHOPPING WITH THE WIFE, I pointed to a photo book that appeared to be potentionally interesting. Lo and behold, it appeared under our Xmas tree. The book, WINTERLAND ~ THE COLORS OF SNOW, showcases photography by Christophe Jacrot.

FIRST IMPRESSION: It’s a large book– 9.75x12 inches, 207 pages, 120 photographs. The printing quality and paper quality are very good,, one might even write “excellent”. That written and writing in my graphic designer / photographer mode, the layout of the photographs is, to my eye and sensibilities, rather disconcerting inasmuch as I am not a fan of photos that bleed into the gutter on one side and off the page on the other while leaving a substantial white border top and bottom.

Most of the spreads display a photo on the right hand page while leaving the facing page blank. The remaining 27 spreads have photos on both pages although the left hand page photos are printed at varying smaller sizes than the pictures on the right hand page. Although, inexplicably / for no apparent reason I can discern, the smaller left page pictures are placed at varying, off-center positions on the page. While this might not be a problem for most, it drives my aesthetic sensibilities into a state of distraction.

OK, OK, you might be thinking that this ain’t no graphic arts / book designer blog, it’s a photo blog so how about the pictures? OK, I understand so I’ll continue albeit still in the FIRST IMPRESSION mode….

…. at first glance–admittedly a quick glance–I was struck by the sheer number of photographs and the thought arose that maybe there might just be too many photographs. However, leaving that issue aside for the moment, I was also rather unsure whether I was viewing wall-worthy fine art work or, instead, being visually seduced by some very well-crafted, eye-catching camera club work. On that note, I set the book aside but packed it for my trip to New Jersey.

SECOND IMPRESSION: In New Jersey after escaping from a family gathering, I returned to our hotel room, poured 2 fingers of Bob Dylan’s Heaven’s Door Straight Rye Whiskey and settled in to a comfortable chair (with good lighting) for a long, leisurely look at the book front to back….

…. by the time I was finished looking I had slipped in to a stream-of-consciousness kinda thinking …. way too many photographs, in need of a good edit, no consistency of vision–primarily re: image structure compromised, perspective-wise, by the use of multiple focal length lenses (a true gear-head approach), a significant number of rule-of-thirds compositions, he single handedly reduces the single, lonely person motif to a cliche–single structure in the middle of nowhere is a close second.

After a good night’s sleep, I revisited the book and came to the conclusion that, iMo, Jacrot is, essentially, a camera club style photographer whose work appeals to viewers who salivate at the sight of craggy spires, dramatic light and atmosphere. For my eye and sensibilities, not so much.

However, that written, I do believe that I could cull out from the book about 20 photographs that I could live with on my wall for an extended period of time. And, I would buy a Jacrot calendar cuz there are plenty of his photographs that I could live with for 30 days as long as I could turn the page to the next month /picture.

see his website HERE. https://christophejacrot.com/

# 6844-46 / in situ • travel ~ a day at the sea shore

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AS YOU MIGHT KNOW BY NOW, MARTIN PARR shuffled off this mortal coil a few days ago. So, somewhat naturally, I pulled out my copy of The Last Resort book. Thought it was a good time for a refresh but, as it turned out, I didn’t need one inasmuch as I discovered that I practically knew all of the photos by heart. It would seem that they have etched a permanent home in my visual thinking brain.

That written, when I thought it might interesting to ask the wife to view the book and select which picture she might–if I held a gun to her head–like to have hanging on a wall in our house, I was rather surprised to discover that she had never previously looked at the book. Surprised cuz it–the book–has been hanging around the house for maybe 20 years or so.

In any event, on a fairly regular basis, I do ask her to view many of my photo books cuz I am always interested in a lay-person’s reaction / opinion to “fine-art” photography. She’s as lay as it gets–she’s neither an artist nor a photo maker of any kind and it surprises many people that an artist (me) and a lawyer (her) have manged to live together for 30 years without something going haywire–probably something about opposites attract thrown into the mix.

That written, she has spent many an hour at my side on gallery crawls and listening to me jabber on about things photography / art so she’s not exactly clueless about the subject. And, to be fair, I do value her input. Whatever the case, she did agree to take a look at the book ….

…. she was about 4 pictures into the book when she exclaimed, with an ear-to-ear grin on her face that “OMG, these pictures are awesome” and that was the first of a seemingly never ending flow of pure delight and amazement. Her connection to the pictures can certainly be attributed to the fact that they “spoke” to her about her summers on the seaside at Stone Harbor, NJ. However, I would be remiss not to mention that she also noted her keen appreciation for Parr’s stunning use of color. All in all, she truly loved the work, looked through the book 3x end-to-end and declared it to be the best photo book she has ever seen.

My take away from the experience is that Parr hit pay dirt inasmuch as he seems to have garnered appeal from an audience that is not part of the dedicated fine art photography crowd. For certain, in the case of the wife, while she “gets” work from Shore, Meyerowitz, Eggleston and host of other greats, her sheer delight and appreciation for The Last Resort is off the charts. And, it is my firm belief that, while she has not yet picked a photo that she would hang in our house, it wouldn’t surprise me if she said “All of them.”

And, FYI, I’m with her in that, iMo, Parr’s book is photography at its best.

# 6725-31 / travel • common things ~ picturing the obvious

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Twisted Dunes ~ my favorite golf course

I MADE IT BACK ALIVE FROM THE JERSEY SHORE only to start packing again for our 5 weeks at Rist Camp. Yesterday I sat staring at my desktop screen for the better part of 2 hours trying to come up with a topic, photography wise, to write about that I haven’t written about seemingly multiple times prior. Nothing came to mind.

That written, I’ll have lots of alone time on my hands at Rist and maybe I might just come up with a new slant on how / what I write about–rest assured, always on the topic of things photography wise–on this blog.

One thing I resolved to do while at Rist is get out and make pictures of the natural world, a referent I have been, if not actively ignoring, not pursuing with any vigor. Considering the fact I live in the largest protected area in the contiguous United States–the Adirondack “Park”, larger than Yellowstone, Yosemite, Grand Canyon, Glacier National and the Great Smokey Mountains National Parks–it seems like an obvious subject for picture making.

# 6936-40 / common places-things ~ Viva la difference

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“I like ambiguity in a photograph. I like it when one is not certain of what one sees. When we do not know why the photographer has taken a picture, and when we do not know why [when] we are looking at it, all of a sudden, we discover something that we start seeing. I like this confusion.” ~ Saul Leiter

TAKE A MOMENT AND CONSIDER THE WORD ambiguity. Various dictionaries define in word in much the same way; a situation in which something has more than one possible meaning and may therefore cause confusion….the possibility of interpreting an expression in two or more distinct ways. All of the dictionary definitions of the word are, coincidentally, un-ambiguous.

re: “ambiguity in a photograph”: in a very real sense, all photographs are ambiguous inasmuch as it rather difficult, if not impossible, to impose / imbue a single, exact meaning in a photograph that will be interpreted by every viewer in exactly the same manner. In that regard I am in the same boat as Susan Sontag:

“Photographs, which cannot themselves explain anything, are inexhaustible invitations to deduction, speculation, and fantasy…. while photographs capture a specific moment, they don't provide the full context or explanation…”

There are those photographers who, in an attempt to eliminate any ambiguity–re: what their photograph(s) are about, try to make excruciatingly obvious what they are trying to convey. The worst offenders are usually nature / landscape photographers who generally imply a single meaning–ain’t nature grand. iMo, photographs that try to force / ram–down–one’s_throat a single meaning on their viewers are the worst photographs on the planet….most often, simple meaning for simple minds.

The best photographs?, you might ask. Consider this:

“I think about photographs as being full, or empty. You picture something in a frame and it's got lots of accounting going on in it--stones and buildings and trees and air--but that's not what fills up a frame. You fill up the frame with feelings, energy, discovery, and risk, and leave room enough for someone else to get in there.” ~ Joel Meyerowitz

iMo, if you want to “leave room enough for someone else to get in there” when making a photograph, be ambiguous. In a very real sense, create and cultivate curiosity.

In my picture making, I depict the form I see as found on the picture-making canvas of the quotidian world. That M.O. most often mystifies many viewers of my photographs as often attested to by the frequent comment, “Why did you–or, why would you–take a picture of that?” ASIDE the same question could be directed at Saul Leiter and his photographs in the book Colors END SIDE. The only answer I can give to that question is that “I have left enough room in the picture for you get in there and discover what the picture is about. And, hint, it is not about ‘that’.”

Some questioning viewers might eventually “get” what the photograph is about if I go on to explain that the photograph is about a visual sense of form I see when I impose a frame on a section of the real world. Others may not. What I hope some viewers might “learn” is that I see the world in a manner, most likely, different from how they see the world. And, projecting outward from that realization, that other photographers might also see the world in a different manner than they do–or, for that matter, different than I do. Perhaps they might even realize that that is what makes the world go ‘round, re: good photography wise.

So, all of the above written, like Leiter, I’m all in ambiguity / confusion wise. That is to write, in both my photographs and those made by others. And, I am especially pleased that there are photographers–to include many of the greats–with whom I share similar sensibilities but who, nevertheless, see the world in their own particular way.