Posted on August 11, 2017
This is just a quick photo with my Apple iPhone as I was walking by the Frog Pond yesterday. I had no conventional camera. Do you know the french painter Georges Seurat? This shot reminds me of him.
My point here is not that this photograph is somehow some great work of art. It does however underscore the point that the era of stand alone cameras is under severe attack by that gizmo we all carry in our pockets or purses.
Posted on August 9, 2017
This isn’t one of my photographs…It’s much better!
It is a silver morning like any other. I am at my desk. Then the phone rings, or someone raps at the door. I am deep in the machinery of my wits. Reluctantly I rise, I answer the phone or I open the door. And the thought which I had in hand, or almost in hand, is gone. Creative work needs solitude. It needs concentration, without interruptions. It needs the whole sky to fly in, and no eye watching until it comes to that certainty which it aspires to, but does not necessarily have at once. Privacy, then. A place apart — to pace, to chew pencils, to scribble and erase and scribble again.
But just as often, if not more often, the interruption comes not from another but from the self itself, or some other self within the self, that whistles and pounds upon the door panels and tosses…
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Posted on August 6, 2017
When I go street shooting sometimes my photographs are made better by accidents. It’s not that I’m totally unaware of what I want to achieve but out of the blue comes a great detail that I didn’t see initially.
In this case it’s that circle with the green G8 in its lower half. Cropping the image to a 10 x 16 format puts it smack dab in the upper left corner as a fine balance point.
Posted on August 6, 2017
Not really, just a lady crossing the street at night shot from above. However her stance, the sign and the lighting create a visual ambivalence that I liked.
Posted on August 5, 2017
It’s the black hand rail with its rusty thrust into the column, the dark mottled granite, the crack in the column’s base and the trash tucked in back of the ornate flower pot that tells this story.
Posted on August 4, 2017
Of course the sleeping woman is arresting but then again the off center splash of color is too. Initially I planned to crop the image tighter and just emphasise the figure but changed my mind after looking at it for a while. Off balance? Yes, but then again….
Posted on August 1, 2017
Here in Boston we have a very large and well thought out central public library. In its main lobby, beside having a fine display of books, there is a coffee shop and, of all things, a radio and tv station. On certain days you can go in and watch or listen to a PBS program. My photo here is of a radio and tv host named Jim Braude doing a call in show. (His co-host Margery Egan is not in the picture.)
Sitting comfortably surrounded by books, sipping coffee and watching a radio broadcast plays with my head a bit. The feeling I have is of the density of information that I now have constantly available and its tangential obligation to use it wisely.
Is the western world currently in a period of media overload? I’m not sure but, it bears thinking about.