# 6046-48 / around the house ~ toilets that don't need to flush

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It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see.” ~ Henry David Thoreau

SPENT ALL OF TUESDAY AND PART OF WEDNESDAY-36 HOURS-without electricity and, consequently, without heat. All due to a freakish Spring snowstorm which dropped a foot or more of very heavy, wet snow. Throw in a bit of wind and trees, tree limbs, and power lines were down all over the place.

I had no internet access, my laptop battery was dead, my iPad was about to be dead, and I put my iPhone in the low-power mode in order to have cell service for the duration. Cuz the iPad was sinking fast, I could not read the book I was in the process of reading. So, I spent a fair amount of time sitting on the made bed-the position from which I made today’s pictures-reading…gasp… real books that were made out of paper and such.

The books were photo books with text-interviews, photo critiques, and photo theory. I came across some interesting quotes. Consider this from Robert Adams, re: the notion of what is art?…

“…Few people will venture now to try to say, even in the broadest terms, what art is, and thus there is no way to set standards for success. If everything a so-called artist makes is art, then, as some wit has observed, pencils don’t need erasers and toilets that don’t need to flush…”

In any event, I am off to New England-near Boston-today for 3 days of hockey. Will be making pictures and posts.

# 6044-45 / landscape (civilized ku)•around the house ~ to illustrate and illuminate

What we hope for from the artist is help in discovering the significance of a place. In this sense we would choose in most respects for thirty minutes with Edward Hopper’s painting Sunday Morning to thirty minutes on the street that was his subject; with Hopper’s vision we see more. “ ~ Robert Adams

I HAVE ALWAYS FOUND IT ANNOYING WHEN I READ A COMMENT that, in one fashion or another, links photography to painting. Re: Robert Adams’ statement - don’t know why he, a photographer, would use a painter’s work to illustrate a point that could be made equally well by using a photographer’s work to make the same point. As an example….

What we hope for from the artist is help in discovering the significance of a place. In this sense we would choose in most respects for thirty minutes with Stephen Shore’s photograph Beverly Boulevard and LaBrea Avenue to thirty minutes on the street that was his subject; with Shore’s vision we see more. - Robert Adams

That written, the point of this entry is not to belabor Adams’ choice of an artist’s work to make his point. Rather my point in this entry is to comment on Adam’s’ point.

Throughout the course of my picture making life, increasingly so as I have aged, is an awareness of the fact that I am very frequently unable to “be fully in the moment” when making a picture. That is, to be more exact , that, when I encounter something that pricks my eye and sensibilities, my reaction is to make a picture as opposed to “being in the moment”, i.e. pausing to contemplate and appreciate that which caught my attention. In most cases, I make a picture and move on.

It is only when I have in hand the result of a picture making moment-a print-that I am able to more fully contemplate and appreciate what it was that pricked my eye and sensibilities in the picture making moment. And, it is worth noting that I can can contemplate and appreciate the depiction / representation-if not the actuality-of what I pictured for an extended period of time over an extended period of time (that is, time and time again).

In other words, I would choose in most respects for thirty minutes with one of my photographs to thirty minutes in the place where I viewed my subject; with the printed manifestation of my vision I see more.

I attribute my manner of delayed contemplation and appreciation to the fact that the medium of photography and its apparatus extract a precise moment in time-described and defined by a precise frame imposed by the picture maker-from the on-going flow of time. That moment is isolated, aka: “frozen”, on the 2D surface of a photographic print where it can contemplated and appreciated for as long as a viewer chooses to view it, without the “distraction” of the flow of time.

FYI, while my contemplation and appreciation of my pictures-and those made by others-are influenced by my appreciation of the form found in a picture, a visual experience, I also appreciate the potential derivation to be had of the feeling of being there. That is, the feeling of pleasure and surprise of discovering subtle beauty in the most simple and unlikely places and things.

# 6041-43 / around the house•kitchen sink ~ the small and the unexpected

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If photography is about anything it is the deep surprise of living in the ordinary world. By virtue of walking through the fields and streets of this planet, focusing on the small and the unexpected, conferring attention on the helter-skelter juxtapositions of time and space, the photographer reminds us that the actual world is full of surprise, which is precisely that most people, imprisoned in habit and devoted to the familiar, tend to forget.“ ~ John Rosenthal

# 6040 / landscape (ku) ~ in this moment

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WENT TO THE PHARMACY TO PICK UP SOME MEDS. ALONG THE WAY I stopped at The Flume-along the Au Sable River West Branch-to check out the Spring runoff. No thunder but it was moving along quite nicely with high volume (water and sound). That written, 10 days ago the rocks in the river would have been under water.

That written….

“No one moment is most important. Any moment can be something.” ~ Garry Winogrand

# 6034-39 / landscape (ku) ~ just another day in the 'dacks

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YESTERDAY AFTERNOON, ON THE WAY TO DINNER, I STOPPED at Buttermilk Falls-on the Raquette River-to check out the spring runoff. The falls, which is really more of a rapids with a significant drop over its span of about 100 meters-was in a fine fury and sounded like thunder as I approached it through the forest.

I pictured the falls as I walked it from top to bottom. The result is presented above in 2 formats - a long horizontal which is how I will print it-6 ft in length-(but may be difficult to view online) and stacked (which might be easier to view on line).

On a side note, one landscape / nature picture making cliche I detest is the very common technique of picturing moving water with a slow shutter speed which renders the water with a fuzzy, diaphanous, cloud-like effect. A practice which hearkens back to the early days of photography when picture makers were using very slow plates, film (or whatever light-sensitive material) which necessitated very slow shutter speeds.

This annoys me cuz it, iMo, “emasculates” the power of moving water, even the water in a gently flowing stream. It might be just me, but I simply do not get it.

FYI, before I left for dinner, I manage to make yet another kitchen sink picture.

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# 6029-33 / roadside springtime ~ invisible to the naked eye

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We walk by wonders every day and don't see them. We only stop at what shouts the loudest. “ ~ Barbara Bordnick

I AM CURRENTLY WORKING ON CREATING A NEW BODY OF WORK, roadside springtime.

Unlike, as Barbara Bordnick wrote, a referent that “shouts the loudest”, the referents in these pictures do not shout at all. If they utter a sound, it is most likely a whisper. And cuz they whisper, most people just drive by-not walk by-them along the roadside.

One of my intents in the making of these pictures is to make visible some things that most people do not see.

# 6027-28 / civilized ku•the new snapshot ~ I meant nothing by it

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“... I was aware that I was imposing an organization that came from me and from what I had learned: it was not really an outgrowth of the scene in front of me ... I asked myself if I could organize the information I wanted to include without relying on an overriding structural principle ... Could I structure the picture in such a way that communicated my experience of standing there, taking in the scene in front of me?” ~ Stephen Shore

WENT TO SARATOGA SPRINGS FOR DINNER WITH FAMILY. While there I tried to make a few pictures which communicated my experience of being there, taking in the scene in front of me without relying on an overriding structural principle.

# 6006-22 / a new adirondack vernacular ~ what went before comes around again

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AFTER A WEEK OR MORE OF AGONIZING / STRESSING OVER THE idea of reinventing my picture making M.O. for the purpose of creating a new body of work about the place where I live, I came to question, having already created a body of work, the adirondack snapshot project, what exactly is the point of reinventing the wheel? My conclusion? Other than slathering some salve on an acute case of artist angst, there really is no valid point at all.

The adirondack snapshot project-which I will repackage under the title of a new adirondack vernacular-is comprised primarily of well over 200 pictures made over the the couple of decades. (although a number of pictures are culled from the late 1970s>2000). To that number, I can add up to 70-80 more pictures made over the past 2-3 years (made after my adirondack snapshot project solo exhibition). That written, I could potentially end up with 500+ new adirondack vernacular “snapshots”.

The new title, a new adirondack vernacular is co-opted from the book (published 20 years ago), Adirondack Vernacular - The photography of Henry M. Beech. A book written-with 250 photographs-by a Syracuse University professor. While the book is not a photography book , per se, inasmuch as the pictures are presented addendums to the text, it is an interesting take on the life, times and photographs of Henry M. Beech (1863-1943).

From the book:

Henry was a local, an insider to the world he photographed, a person intimate with the region’s people and geography.…[I]t was from that position that he photographed the Adirondacks. In addition to shooting as a local, he had little formal education and did not seem to be professionally trained in his craft. He lived far enough away from mainstream society that his work was not dominated by national styles and trends, and was unencumbered by art-world pretense. He was free to focus on different subject matters, add quirky elements to his pictures, experiment with form and composition, and do things with images that other photographers would not. The result is a vernacular documentary style that is unique, engrossing, and significant.

Believe me or not, even though I have had the book for a number of years-I believe I received it as a gift-this morning was the first time I read the previous excerpt. And, at the risk of engaging in self-aggrandisement, I was struck by the idea that I am, Adirondack picture making wise, cut from the same cloth as Beech. Especially so, in that he was in his Adirondack picture making prime for approximately 20 years (1905-1925). A time frame that approximates the period of the bulk of my adirondack snapshot / vernacular picture making.

Are my adirondack snapshot / vernacular unique, engaging, and significant?

Re: unique - I am unaware of any other picture maker who is creating and exhibiting Adirondack “snapshots”. Nor do I know of any picture maker who has a body of diverse work that reflects the everyday life-people, places / sights, and things-of living in the Adirondacks.

Re: engrossing - Judging by the reaction and comments I have received to solo exhibitions (here in the Adirondacks) of my work, viewers of my photo books, and comments from gallery directors, there is at least a better than average interest in the work.

Re: significant - To whom? The Art World? Locals? Adirondack tourists? Not for me to judge. Only time will tell. Although, that written, iMo, it is a significant body of work, if only in size and scope.