2.08.2025

Saturday Afternoon. Doing some "Street Shooting." Having fun at 45mm. Nice and grimy hot at 84° Make em big. See how I did.

 Yeah. It's warm and humid here today. Took the new camera out for a spin. Loving the Sigma 45mm. Such a nice lens. B&W Jpegs from a walk down S. Congress Ave. Packed with tourists and locals alike...

Fascinating. You could have boots or you could buy a used SL2 for the same price...

Cappuccino break at Hotel San José. Poolside.








A dog at a restaurant. How French...






Jo's Coffee.








It's hat science...with ready students....



Stetson Open Road Summer hats. None for me by mandate of a commenter. And I grudgingly agree...


And what afternoon would be complete on S. Congress without horses and horse riders? It's just a thing...

The Leica electronic depth of field indicator. A short video from Red Dot Forum posted here in response to questions about achieving deep, sharp focus.

 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=74fD5TAjbCk&t=26s

Or, how to use depth of quick, electronic, depth of field calibrations to control the drop off of focus from an object you want to be sharp against a background that you want to have less sharp....













2.06.2025

Blog note: What's with the re-posting of these older articles today?????

 I was in the process of shutting down the short term blog I started last Summer when I was considering killing off the VSL blog. But then I decided there was too much content here just deep six it. Instead, I shut down the younger blog. But there were some articles I liked and I wasn't sure people who came here but didn't visit there had seen them. I copied them and tossed them in for fun. Nobody has to change the way the photograph or what they like. That's never my intention. I write stuff to clarify to myself how I feel about a subject. That's it.

I hope you enjoy reading the re-posts.






Re-Posted for fun since we're getting close to Valentine's Day...

 June 06, 2024

HOW IS THAT FILM SCANNING WORKING FOR 35MM SLIDES? PRETTY DARN WELL. AND MUCH QUICKER THAN MY OLD, DEDICATED NIKON FS-4000 FILM SCANNER EVER WAS. 


 Scan from a 35mm chrome. "Scanned" with a Panasonic S5 in high resolution (multi-shot) mode. Sigma 70mm macro Art lens. Pretty straightforward.

And another one about talking about talking about photography...

 

THE "GOLD STANDARD" IS NO LONGER A MATTED, DOUBLEWEIGHT, FIBER PRINT. THE GOLD STANDARD IS AN INTERESTING PHOTOGRAPH. 


sometimes I feel that I'm being told how to tie a necktie with a perfect windsor knot. Or how to fold a pressed, cotton cloth handkerchief. Or the correct way to brush HushPuppy shoes. How to practice my cursive writing skills. Why fountain pens still are the ultimate writing tool. Why we should follow the Zone System. Declarations that nothing will ever beat Dektol. How to adjust a carburetor. The importance of spit polishing dress shoes. The difference between Oxfords and Brogues. The right way to invest in whole life insurance. Learning how to manually change gears in a car. The vital importance in English literature of understanding the umlaut. The need for tube powered "hi-fi" amplifiers. Why people over sixty can't workout strenuously but must resign themselves to walking slowly. How vital contact sheets are to my process. Why I should admire Lee Friedlander (or fill in the blank with your favorite mid-1960s, black and white landscape photographer...). Why I should pay attention to the ramblings of the old folks of photography over at Lenswork. Appreciating the vital importance of pre-visualization. How and why to use a coffee percolator. How to keep the ink from drying out on your typewriter ribbon. How to type with two fingers. Why Sanka? Which hemorrhoid cream is most effective? How to maintain my lawn mower. And how to eat lunch in a classic American diner. The magic of eating soft foods. And hot cereal. The importance of making lists. Why skipping steps in a time honored process is frowned upon. And so, so, so much more. 

Please, explain escrow to me one more time. And while you are at it be sure to quote some lines from William Blake. Remind me again...what is the Golden Ratio. Can you give me a quick, written tutorial about how to use the Rule of Thirds? And finally, what must I never do with a photograph if I want to win awards at my local camera club?

As older photographers (you can exclude yourself and set your own bar as to what makes one an "older" photographer) we tend to carry a whole lot of baggage around with us when it comes to our craft. And just about anything else. Everything else around us tends to move forward. to evolve. Cars get more efficient and more reliable. Great sounding audio equipment shrinks from room size, costly behemoth equipment farms to earbuds and an iPhone. Medicine cures more stuff better. We can get power from the sun instead of by burning coal or logs. But there is a constant current of thought amongst photographers who lived through the 1960s, 1970s, 1980s and onward that gets gelled in, locked in at a certain moment, a certain era of photography. And collectively we grasp that moment for all time with a death grip that defies any surrender to progress. Or social change. Or cultural progression. Or any sort of intellectual vitality. 

If we were to listen to our peers, or if our photographer peers were able to legislate how photography "should" work we'd be locked in our darkrooms, chained to our enlargers, squinting through the red light and putting test strips of paper into microwave ovens to check and see how much our sample will darken as it dries down. We would make 11x14 inch prints with a live area of 6x9 inches. Each print would require archival washing after a stint in selenium toner. And once dried and flattened and spotted we'd rush out to see if it met the standards set by the holy saint of photography, Ansel Adams. Would John Sexton approve?

I'm not buying any of the nostalgia. I'm not getting behind the gold standard. I'm not bowing in reverance to the visual ramblings of Cole Weston or Judy Dater. I'm interested in what stuff looks like now. And I'm much more interested in the popular media for viewing images now. The web. The monitor. The screen. 

I've been to too many galleries that cater to customers my age. It's like art stuck in amber. And it's the same old guys coming in for each opening. Favorite camera over one shoulder, bifocals at the ready. Plastic cup of cheap wine carefully clutched in one hand. Mewing over the "wonderful tonality" of a print with content as boring as a tax audit. While all the good stuff is floating around in the ether. 

I'm still a working photographer but I haven't shown a print or made a print in at least ten years. Not a print that was made as a final product and meant for a wall or a show. Even as far back as 1996 when I did my last show of very large black and white prints from Rome the prints had accents of oil paint overlaid and handwritten notes in the exposed margins. The real draw for that show was a looped presentation of hundreds of color slide images from the "eternal city" shown on a Sony Trinitron 27 inch television set. That's where people ended up. Pulled up chairs. Drank less than cheap wine. Ate cheese but also dates filled with feta and wrapped in smoked bacon. It was an event instead of just a show.

The immediate and overwhelming acceptance of the audience to seeing images at five seconds per on a color TV screen told me everything I needed to know to go forward with the craft. 

Beveled mats are now the polyester leisure suits of art. Endless gray tones are the two dimensional translation of Father Knows Best.

Just a thought after a particularly great swim practice. Surrounded by fast and passionate younger swimmers. We don't even swim like we used to. We swim better.

****Some very, very sensitive readers might misconstrue the time line here. MJ wrote something different but along the same lines of "photography changing" this afternoon. My post was published @12:37 CDT, previous to his, I think. Just sayin'.  Since I didn't see his until later in the day there is no way that this could be construed as a reply or riff on his post. 

Another repost from the alternate site. You may have already read this but then again, you may not.

 August 19, 2024

THE OPPRESSIVE SERIOUSNESS OF TRADITIONAL PHOTOGRAPHY DISCUSSIONS.

Ceiling in the Alexander Palace. Pushkin, Russia. 

It's a bit funny. When I talk to people who make photographs as the sole source of their income they tend to be open and accepting about diverse styles of photography, alternative processes, trail and error, experimentation just for the hell of it, and so much more. Their approach to making images for themselves, as opposed to making precise images for clients, is light-hearted and there is a general acknowledgment that all technique is open-ended and subject to change, evolution, transformation and metamorphosis. 

On the other hand, when I talk with some hobbyists or even with people who are somehow attached to photography but not earning their living directly from the process of making photographs as their main job, the discussions about rules, guidelines, and various boundaries of tradition seem to be much more front and center. More important. The traditional rules of image making seem almost obsessive. Unflinching formalism is firmly in charge.

While a pro might know from hard won experience that there are dozens of ways to make a particular image, and dozens of cameras that can do a good job in the undertaking, in the minds of less flexible enthusiasts following "the rules" becomes almost a compulsion. 

In books and interviews by "artistic" photographers, who also have full time jobs in other industries, I have read accounts of them hauling 8x10 cameras to the tops of far flung hilltops, spending a lot of time reading the reflections of every tone in the field of view with a spot meter, endlessly focusing and re-focusing, using specific tripods as though any other tripod would precipitate failure, carefully selecting from a host of color filters to apply to the front of the lens, mixing darkroom chemistry with special water from a special reservoir, making endless test strips under an enlarger with a specific kind of light source, having endless discussions about the best way to archival-ly wash a double-weight print, how to light a print,  and how to look at a print, all followed by metaphysical discussions parsing the meaning of everything in the print. And then there is the whole rigamarole of actually coming up with lofty titles for the pictures. An unchanging "bible" as it were for the "right way" to make a photograph...

Each step down from this "ultimate" way of making photographs is made to seem suspect. "Why a 4x5 camera when 8x10 cameras are available?" "Photographs from a digital camera? Heaven forbid."

I watched this all through the time I spent in the film age. It was almost as if each person who introduced a larger camera; say an 11x14 camera or even a 16x20 camera was appropriating the photographic moral high ground with their ever increasing dedication to camera labor. And garnering the ethical high ground with their ever more intricate and relentless attention to detail. Grasping for the mantel of top expert. And, as in politics, the elevated aesthetes of photographic practice were revered by a whole collection of acolytes who came to believe that this fixation with how to be perfect in photography was something to aim for. Something to pull forward as a litmus test of photographic purity. The ever present lure of the "golden age" to those who never really experienced it.

I guess this meant that the people who worked with the huge Polaroid cameras were the ultimate experts in the modern history of photography. All hail artist Chuck Close! One of the last folks to work with Polaroid's famous 20 by 24 inch instant camera...and with the host of assistants needed to wrangle lights, tiny depth of field and wild film handling requirements. 

All of this tends to baffle me now 20 or 25 years into the digital photography age. Styles have changed. Technical stuff is ever evolving and yet a cohort of photographers seem rooted into a belief that all the things related to producing a certain kind of image from the film photography days has a guaranteed place on the hierarchy --- many steps above those who've made seamless dives into the realm of digital and the gallery space we call the web. 

Certain traditions seem oppressive to me. Telling aspiring portraitists that they must always use a 1:2 lighting ratio or, at most, a 1:3 lighting ratio. Telling the same students that all portraits must have hair lights and back lights. That all prints much conform to some sort of Ansel Adams formula to be legit. That large format landscapes are the royalty of photographs. But mostly if they are done in a regimented array of gray tones with a solid black and a solid white nestled somewhere in the images. Even my own allegiance to Tri-X film seems silly now in retrospect. Like the thrill of running behind trucks into a cloud of DDT...

It's all too much. 

I'd rather not read about "how we used to do things in the good old days" when we should be figuring out "how we want to do things right now." Enough already. Too much misguided "how to" and not enough "wow! That was fun!!!"

When the obsession with rules sucks the fun out of photography it's time to change the rules...

The past was an interesting time. But not so interesting that I want to continue to live there.

A post about staying current. This ran on my other blog last Fall. I thought it belonged here as well....

 October 13, 2024

OLD DOGS GOTTA LEARN NEW TRICKS IF THEY WANT TO DO BUSINESS IN A FAST EVOLVING ECONOMY. CAN'T REST ON OLD LAURELS....

It's human nature to find a way to do a job, have some success, and then doggedly try to do things the same way; over and over again. Some of us seem to be highly resistant to change -- no matter what that intransigence costs us. I remember, during my 40 year career, the transition from shooting everything on 4x5 film to shooting almost everything on medium format film, and then transitioning again to 35mm film. When we learned to get everything just right on our film cameras we barely had time to take a deep breath before we had to do the whole process again for digital. And we went through many iterations of digital before real innovation slowed down.  

Lighting too has changed. At the outset of my career studio electronic flash systems (heads and packs) were frightfully expensive, heavy as boat anchors and fraught with danger. Over time lighting units got smaller, lighter, less dangerous and more controllable. Then, all of a sudden, we were offered lots of units that had features like 1/10th of a stop power control, reliable radio triggers built in, and....big change....the ability to do powerful flash exposures with battery powered units. No more extension cords. No plugging stuff into the wall sockets and praying the circuit breakers wouldn't trip. Then we started experimenting with LED light, etc, etc. 

Now I am convinced that the majority of basic photography projects can be done and done well with a late model iPhone. But for some reason duffers want to make everything as complicated as it was back in the days of film, and lights that had few, if any options beyond on and off, full, half and quarter power. Most of the duffer-ism stems from a profound resistance to learning new stuff. On so many levels. 

Portrait photographers no longer delivery paper proofs. Wanna see which portrait you like best? There's a private web gallery for that. Want to deliver thousands of high resolution (big) files to your clients? There are inexpensive and easy to use file transfer apps you can use. But you'll need to upgrade your internet access if you are still locked into a cheap, slow service. 

Commercial photographers are transitioning to take advantage of newer file enhancement features that are made possible by A.I. which are being incorporated into existing programs as new features. And we use them more and more. I've hit a tipping point at which it's easier, better and more advantageous for my clients if I photograph their portraits against a neutral background and then composite them into an appropriate pre-shot background using some of the new selection tools in PhotoShop. Bitch all you want about A.I. but at this particular level what you are really doing is taking chance out of the equation for your business. No more endless location scouting for environmental portraits only to show up some place on a shoot day and find: The weather sucks. The building you were going to use as a background just got demolished. The shoot day "features" record breaking heat/record breaking cold/high winds/a protest march or something else that lays waste to  your clever schedule. 

The business of photography is, at its core, all about business. Offering products and services that clients need, want and value, and for which they will pay well. The new barriers to entry are no longer access to gear or access to start-up capital. Rather, the new barriers: are failing to understand how to incorporate new tech, new image styles and new points of view into work you want to sell to clients. How to shoot it all efficiently and how to bill for it.

There is a prevailing myth that no one is making money any more by creating and selling photography directly to clients  --- or through an ad agency or P.R. agency to clients. While it's true that anything which can be competently done with the camera in a phone will be done by the clients in house there are still enormous opportunities out there for people who keep up with the progression of technology and business practices. Our fees for creation and our usage fees for licensing have never been higher or met with less resistance. 

It's no longer enough to show up with an 11x14 inch printed portfolio of black and white images you did 20 years ago to try and secure a job. Nobody really cares about that. They want to see absolutely current work and they want to see it right now, and on their phones. Nobody is looking for your printed invoice to come in the snail mail. They want a digital invoice now and a way to instantly pay for your services with a corporate credit card. 

I had lunch this last Wednesday with an art director  who I have worked with on hundreds of assignments over the last 30+ years. We were sitting in a new restaurant here and he asked me to excuse him if he got a text. He was art directing a food shoot with a photographer in Houston, Texas who specializes in photographing seafood dishes in his well equipped studio. We ate our appetizers and he got a text with an attached test image on it. We looked at the image and bounced a few small suggestions back and forth before my art director friend sent the photographer some quick feedback. This happened several times more during lunch and by the time we left the art director felt like the food shoot a couple hundred miles away was going well. No need for travel. No need to wait around for approvals. 

Everything moves faster now. Everything changes now. Faster and faster. 

We don't buy the latest cameras just because they are pretty, we buy them because they have features we value which make the work faster, more efficient, easier to work with in post. 

And we're not buying into the idea that no one wants to pay good money anymore for good photography. In fact, we raise our prices by 7-10% per year and I will say that I've had zero push back on prices this entire year. Everyone gets that there's inflation. The clients charge their clients more. They expect the same from us. 

Sure. If you want to take your Nikon FM out and shoot some office buildings with a 28mm lens and some color film, and then delivery machine prints from a warehouse store you are probably going to have big problems being taken seriously or being paid much of anything. And if you are inordinately slow because you've refused to adopt technology or advanced training in necessary processes you'll probably never be invited back to work with clients who endured your painfully slow processes again. 

I've said it a thousand times. Photography is like staying in shape for swimming. You can't go months or years without regular swim practices and expect to do much more than not drown. You can't go months or years without practicing the craft of photography and expect to do much more than waste everyone's time. The more you practice the better you get ---- if you practice the things that add value. For the client. 

My list would be: Use the right camera. If you need lots of dynamic range, the best image stabilization and class leading low noise at higher ISO settings you'll need to spend accordingly -- or suffer from painfully involved file salvation in post processing. You'll need the right lenses for your work. If you are an architectural photography, for example, you'll need lenses that are wide enough to give you some room for perspective control in post. You'll need lenses that are sharp all the way into the corners because clients want the corner details to be just as sharp as the center of frame details. If you need lights you need lights that are fast to set up, highly reliable and easy to control. A couple of Vivitar 283 flashes just won't cut it. And you need to have researched your field to understand what the clients who practice in it want from your engagement. They are not paying to subsidize your guess work. 

But you also have to stay culturally current. Constantly researching great work on the web. Embracing current movies, music, art and social structures. Being able to speak to people without showcasing anachronistic tells. Not playing too much Frank Sinatra at your contemporary fashion shoot...

My list of important stuff would include money spent on liability insurance. And a targeted web presence. And apps that make it easy to get paid. And a professional attitude. And lots and lots of ongoing training.

In the "old days" we'd redo botched shoots if we needed to and that might make the clients of that period happy again. Now with deadlines measured in hours instead of days it's more and more critical not to fail in the first place. Some clients have their backs against the wall and there's no margin for re-dos. No time.

I had coffee last Monday with a 62 year old event photographer. He's right up to speed. His latest client wanted images from on-stage speaker presentations as the speaker was still on stage speaking. He set up a connection between his camera and his phone that allowed for immediate transfers of the files he was shooting from camera to phone which he could them directly send to the client's marcom staff via the venue's high speed wi-fi. Result? Happy client who was posting to social media before the presenters even left the stage. No time spent diddling around with inconsequential edits or stumbling blocks. Happy clients pay quickly and then invite you back again for another round. 

Most of my clients are half my age. Most of them are up to speed on what can be done with A.I. tech and the latest tools in the Adobe Suite. Most of them grew up with constant phone access. Telling them how we used to do it in the old days is a ticket to irrelevance. And lost opportunity. 

If you aren't constantly learning you aren't running in place --- you are going backwards. 

Move fast. Don't break things. Don't look backwards. Staying current is staying profitable.

A "Guest Post" ported over from my other blog site. In response to art history nonsense.

 

HENRY WHITE'S GUEST POST ON FINE ART PHOTOGRAPHY.

 


Henry White agreed to take over for me on random Saturdays 
so I could go helicopter bungee jumping over the volcano near Grindavik
and get my mind into a mellow place. 

Having seen first hand that everything in the art world of photography has already been done, seen, critiqued, lionized, demonized, exploited or discarded I switched from making beautiful color photographs of flowers (all large dye transfers printed by Bob) to making austere and oppressive grayscale images of buildings, roadways, shop windows and rubbish along the sides of roads. Once I "unmastered" myself from the constraints of logic, good taste, humanism, and sincere, authentic interest in subjects imprisoned by my cameras I was freed to engage in abstractly chaotic street photography and New Documentarianism to my heart's content. 

Following in one of my mentor's footsteps I endeavored to find the best coffee in my home town and used the proximity to the various coffee shops as a formalist boundary structure to contain my work within a geographical box. Within a construct of minimalization of scope I would move my pursuit of pure, ordered photography to a pursuit of strict visual chaos larded with purposeful bad timing and a general ignoring of compositional structure. By eliminating the merchant class fixation with color from the work I was able to pull out one more parameter of interest in order to keep the viewers off kilter so they could approach my new work with the trepidation of one who walks blindfolded through a mine field. Hoping to find some "treasure" at the end of their short or long journey.

Recent physics papers have hinted that every structure in the universe is possessed of its own consciousness and I used that as a jumping off point to decry our prejudicial myopia about the relative value of subjects based on academic constructs of beauty and cultural relevance. To my eye every piece of gravel, every discarded condom and every tortured human standing next to an ironic sign has absolutely equal value and represents a mirror for my own möbius strip existence. I also drop the names, Kant, Neitzsche, Hume, and Cher as often as I can when writing about my work. It makes everything so much more Lucida for my newly found collectors...

I approached many galleries and all the doors were welded shut. Me on the outside and the likes of Leroi Neiman and George Bush firmly and comfortably seated inside. That is.....Until a famous museum curator chanced to see my Plate #324 and, after scraping it off his windshield, declared that the work showed me to have an incisive and "once in a generation" ability to decode the emptiness and mental depravity of early 21st century post corporate existence. I was giddy.

He encouraged me not to make large and luminous prints but to work on flattening my  black and white palettes into a porridge of unrelenting gray tones and presenting them in books not printed via a quad tone, tri-tone or even duotone processes but in strictly constrained, half tone grayscale. And he further encouraged me to make all the images in every one of my five hundred almost identical (but slightly different) books smaller and less "engorged with duplicitous decoration of size" but more universally accessible, by printing them smaller. 

With his manifesto and some prints in hand my newly befriended curator showed up drunk at a Steven Meisel Party in Kuai, played scrabble with spider monkeys and met an unattractive heiress who took pity on my work, examples of which the curator wore on his lounge kimono, and put me up for both a Guggenheim grant and also a MacArthur Genius award. I was able then to purchase a fine art Range Rover and finally buy health insurance. But the phone has never stopped ringing and Anna Devere Smith refuses to give up stopping by my house without an invitation. You'd think she and David Remnick would have better things to do with their time.

I am just about to enter my newest artistic phase by getting one of those 8x10 cameras with the accordion mid-sections,  which makes even the drollest, least well executed images an instant candidate for yet another tranche of great art that the unwashed masses will struggle, and struggle mightily to understand. At some point the most pretentious of them will give up and just pretend to understand the new work --- and some will even profess to like it.  In spite of all I do to make my work intellectually inaccessible...

anyone who questions the value of empty, banal chaos on cheap paper will be set upon by the art cognoscenti, and their thugs, and be drummed out of the gallery circuit only to find tentative solace in their new friendships with the huddled masses of failed and desperate artists who are still struggling to monetize their Instagram accounts. 

I won't care because I will have already sold out all the limited editions of "The Thick Opaque Visual Gravy of American Society -- a portfolio" and will have secured my place forever in the history of fine art photography. I will then turn to cinematic comedy and attempt to garner, from the French, a coveted, Jerry Lewis Medal of the Highest Arts from the curators at the Pompidou Centre. The tie-in being my use of my stand up comedy routine, translated into French, as captions for "The Thick Gravy....." 

Oh Dear. Must run. Crucial to have drinks with a whole new generation of online magazine editors. Gotta keep the gallery ball rolling.... 

I'd leave you with words of encouragement like: "If I can do this so can you!" But the truth is that the actual work is secondary to your personal relationship with the gatekeepers. You'll probably never be invited into the inner sanctum. Thank goodness my day job consists of working for a large U.S.  intelligence agency. I was able to use black mail and threats about national security to secure my place in the art pantheon. I might also suggest having access to a large and liquid trust fund. That seemed to work well for Stephen...

Plate #324. "The Ghost of Blueberry Pancakes and compound interest. 

Plate #1023 "Receding Industrial Wall."



We have sixty five hundred versions of "Wall receding toward Abilene" but
I'm still not sure which one to use on the magazine cover....


Industrial Strength Birkenstock Sandals. A SW USA artist standard for year round art creation.

As one reader recently commented about my friend, Kirk:  "I liked his earlier, funnier stuff better." 

C'est la vie.