Friday, May 13, 2011

Julee

Julee-- Just wanted to remind you that all of my projects and reading summaries are posted as separate pages or tabs on the top of my blog's homepage.

Monday, May 2, 2011

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Book Critique

Rosilind O’Connor, The Outsider

With its foundation on such a beautiful project, how could this book have gone wrong? It probably couldn’t. But Rosilind has truly taken her original collages beyond its initial splendor. The entire book, from cover to last page, is truly stunning, not only due to the gorgeous canvas that is Italy, but Rosilind’s eye for capturing scenery and her imaginative final compilation. I very much enjoy the section in Siena and San Gimignano, where she steps into the countryside. The straight landscapes are wonderful in themselves, but the figures captured in some give the images character and zest. Some of my favorite figures include the small boy in the left corner of a Venetian compilation staring defiantly back at the viewer, and the man clad in black staring into a Florence leather shop window with his hands clasped behind his back. Overall, this book is a wonderful piece of work.

Mike Joslin

Mike’s long vertical book opens to display an extended panorama of an art studio. Broken up into three images, the book reveals every side of the studio from the window on the left to the blackboard on the right. While natural light bathes the room from one side, the room generally seems dingy but filled with objects to explore, a pair of legs hanging on the wall, a back room of racks, and a green garden hose on the right. The various objects keep you wondering and guess what exactly this studio is used for. To match the paint splattered sinks and doors, the book cover and photographs have been splashed and scratched. The overall book presentation mirrors the character of the studio, worn and dirty, but beautiful in its own right.

Tim Officer

Tim’s small red accordion book holds a playful surprise for viewers. What child doesn’t see faces in the headlights and grill of every car they pass? The human mind has a knack for finding and judging faces, so it seems only natural that we would find two eyes and a mouth in various household, electrical, and street objects. From a fire hydrant to a cabinet, Tim’s photos personify various everyday objects. I really love the concept behind this book, my only wish is that there were many more faces to get to know.

Michelle Zany, Boston

Michelle’s compilation of street photography in the subway systems of Boston truly shows off her talent for capturing the decisive moment. The fifty plus pages contains a plethora of black and white photographs, each with its own memorable character. The book really captures the diversity of life in on the T, but also plays with the social acceptability of photographing in public spaces. Many of the figures Michelle captures are staring straight into the camera. Some may be unaware of their picture being taken; others lean out of the door to give her a “thumbs up”. Dirty looks and confused eyebrows abound, while others are lost in their own thoughts of the everyday. I love that all of these photographs are in black and white. It really ties the book together while producing some beautiful images. I also applaud Michelle on the sheer number of images she included in her book. It really creates a wonderful experience.

Sunday, April 10, 2011

Contact Sheets Galore!

For some reason I haven't fully understood how to turn my pdf contact sheets into jpegs in order to post them on the blog. Now that I know I feel really silly. But here are my contact sheets for the past two projects. I don't think they are in any particular order.





















Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Camera Lucida

Along with Susan Sontag's On Photography, Roland Barthes text Camera Lucida is considered one of the most prominent early theoretical writings on Photography. Reflecting on the unique nature and ethos of photography itself, Barthes presents his myriad of ideas in two parts. The first digs into the true spirit of the Photograph, while the second is a much more personal journey to find a true representation of his late mother. The two sections differ in their tone and focus, but both are dependent on each other, both exploring themes of duality of self and time brought on through the advent of photography.
Themes of time, memory, and death flow throughout his analysis of Photography. At one point Barthes writes, "For me the noise of Time is not sad: I love bells, clocks, watches-- and I recall that at first photographic implements were related to techniques of cabinetmaking and the machinery of precision: cameras, in short, were clocks for seeing, and perhaps in me someone very old still hears in the photographic mechanism the living sound of the wood." (p. 15) His constant obsession with Photography's ability to freeze and capture time spills over into Barthes use an anthropological and phenomenological theoretical lens. According to Barthes, what sets Photography apart from painting or cinema is the ability to authenticate the existence of a scene. He writes "in the Photograph the power of authentication exceeds the power of representation." (p. 89) Although the advances in technology and ubiquity of Photoshop have had some impact on this statement, it still holds that photography is the only medium with this credibility. It seems, however, that this authenticity is applied to inanimate or impersonal objects. For when Barthes is searching for an accurate portrayal of his mother, he searches through hundreds of photographs, finally settling on an old photograph of her as a child. He writes, "what [the photographer] was making permanent was the truth-- the truth for me." (p. 110) Admitting the duality of the self in private, and the self being photographed, Barthes is aware of the difficulties in capturing minute expressions of personalities. Although he praises professional photographers such as Avedon and Mapplethorpe for their abilities to capture these details, he also acknowledges the luck of amateur photographers. He writes "Usually the amateur is defined as an immature state of the artist: someone who cannot-- or will not-- achieve the mastery of a profession. But in the field of photographic practice, it is the amateur, on the contrary, who is the assumption of the professional: for it is he who stands closer to the noeme of Photography."
Among the many musing presented in this text, in the primary portion Barthes focuses on "a co-presence of two discontinuous elements" within a photograph. He calls these the studium and the punctum. Barthes writes, "It is by studium that I am interested in so many photographs, whether I receive them as political testimony or enjoy them as good historical scenes: for it is culturally that I participate in the figures, the faces, the gestures, the settings, the actions." (p. 26) This cultural interaction with images is what makes them interesting to us as the viewer. But according to Barthes, he wants photographs to animate him, to create a sence of excitement and adventure (p. 20). This break from just studium, the prick or punctuation that carries a photograph over into the exceptional is what Barthes refers to as punctum. Although Barthes begins his writing in a search for a universal truth about photography, it seems to me that his emphasis on punctum is rather subjective. Besides this incongruency in his objective and result (something he seems to admit towards the end p. 115), I enjoy this idea of the studium and punctum. I have always found that I am drawn to certain photographs because of minute details that entertain my imagination. Explaining why these moments capture my attention is difficult. Perhaps this difficulty comes from a personal connection to the detail that escapes even my own conscious thought, or because my attraction to it is something so simple, such as color, shape, irony, or mere presence. Barthes states, "the incapacity to name is a good symptom of disturbance." (p. 51) Although I admire photographs for aesthetic or formal properties, my favorite images have always been those that "disturb." Not necessarily in a bad sense, but something that shakes you from the everyday reality, something that forces you outside of your usual frame of thought. "Ultimately, Photography is subversive not when it frightens, repels, or even stigmatizes, but when it is pensive, when it thinks." (p. 38)

In my own reading and analysis of this text, I found it similar to Sontag's Regarding the Pain of Others in it's incapability to flow, connect, and stay on topic. On the back of my edition there's a comment from Newsweek's Douglad Davis, "This is a great book-- flawed, impossible, infuriating, and moving." I completely agree with this analysis. Each page has fifty varying thoughts and none all at the same time. Always a sucker for quotes, there were a lot of hidden gems within some of the nonsense. Most are vaguely connected to his main themes but stand independently, begging further questioning and thought. I'm going to end my response by listing some that stuck out to me below.

"Whatever it grants to vision and whatever its manner, a photograph is always invisible: it is not it that we see." (p. 6)

"For the Photograph is the advent of myself as other: a cunning dissociation of consciousness from identity." (p. 12)

"The 'private life' is nothing but that zone of space, of time, where I am not an image, an object. It is my political right to be a subject which I must protect." (p. 15)

"The Photograph whose meaning... is too impressive is quickly deflected; we consume it aesthetically, not politically." (p. 36) **Interesting that this quote should fit so perfect with my project for Beyond the Single Image

"I am a primitive, a child-- or a manic; I dismiss all knowledge, all culture, I refuse to inherit anything from another eye than my own." (p. 51)

"History is hysterical: it is constituted only if we consider it, only if we look at it-- and in order to look at it, we must be excluded from it." (p. 65)

"... when generalized, it completely de-realizes the human world of conflicts and desires, under cover of illustrating it. What characterizes the so-called advanced societies is that they today consume images and no longer, like those of the past, beliefs; they are therefore more liberal, less fanatical, but also more 'false' (less 'authentic')...." (p. 119)