Last Wednesday I was lucky enough to get invited to give a talk on photography to my local Women’s Institute group. 30 years ago I would have given my viewfinder eye to have a room full of women actually interested in anything I had to say, but enough of my schoolboy fantasy world and more about the talk.
I am much more used to taking and printing photos than talking about them so I naturally prepared carefully to ensure a smooth 45minute presentation. Oh OK I just grabbed a load of my work, a few great photo books and some of my favourite album covers and worked out a beginning and an end and ad libbed the middle bit. A few mates were taking bets I wouldn’t be able to talk that long without swearing. I must confess I do like a little bit of profanity but wound my neck in for the ladies.
Started out with a quick how I got in to photography and then with the help of my beautiful assistants (my very lovely supportive partner Kim and my very lovely fellow photographer and friend Tony Greco) Talked through a few of my own fave shots. I sort of grouped them into my idea of portraits, abstracts and the lonely desolate shots that I really like taking. I am very motivated by the picture telling a story or asking questions of the viewer and worked this into the presentation. Finished up with my stuff with a little about presentation which is also vital as far as I’m concerned.
I then used album cover shots from Dead kennedys, The Clash, Bruce Springsteen and rage Against The Machine. I had an idea of how the still image can move from Reportage into the world of popular culture and vice versa and used the covers to try to sell my point. I don’t think the ladies had heard of the Dead Kennedys or RATM and as I was talking about the cover shots a folk band in the next room were jangling their mandolins which was somewhat ironic. I pointed out that if you put a picture of a burning monk on your album cover you probably don’t have that sort of music on your record.
Wound up by tying these images into the books I’d brought along which were reportage and art based. I rather daringly included a book of erotic/glamour work in which all the girls had photographed themselves, an interesting take on a genre usually shot by and aimed at men.
Rather pleasingly the ladies liked my work with the old mans feet and the dead fish proving popular. Just as pleasing was the interest in the books I’d brought and a clear indication of the enduring popularity of the still image. All in all a great experience and one I’d love to repeat. Maybe a little more prep next time, but then again the ad lib adds a little fun to what could otherwise be quite clinical. 30 years to have the ladies take notice of me but well worth the wait.
I will blog seperately on a couple of the subjects I talked about as I would be interested in comments on my ideas. Watch this space.
http://uk.phaidon.com/store/photography/decade-9780714857688/
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Andreas_Gursky
http://www.taschen.com/pages/en/catalogue/photography/all/45716/facts.uwe_ommer_do_it_yourself.htm
I have been a hifi buff since my teen years and to this day still get very excited about wire and boxes that make music in the home something very special. The dedicated audio press keep me informed on the latest trends even though my system is now very rarely changed. Much like photography I have found what works perfectly for me within the big world of hifi but still like to read the mags and dream of owning a mad money record spinner. Now, record players still get us audio freaks all-a-flutter and I can’t tell you how much it pleases me with my hundreds of vinyl albums that I never traded for CD’s that vinyl is a growth market both for software and hardware. Hardly surprising then, that I am still a dedicated film user and Black and White to boot. When hifi reviewers effervesce over some new wonder player they regularly talk about it’s ability to make sense of the music. Timing and the space between the notes, the inky black backgrounds and the pauses are what they bang on about; it’s the spaces and moments of silence between a piano hammer hitting a string and the next chord. If you have ever heard a system that times like this you fully understand this claim that it is the non notes, the quiet moments that make music special. What’s not there makes what is so much better. We are used to crappy digital radios and (d)i(re)pods mashing our music into a mess. We hear this every day and accept it as the norm so when confronted with a serious hifi even non audio sorts are impressed.
OK here’s the photography link.
Black and White has the same effect on the viewer as those quiet moments have on the listener. We are so used to seeing in colour both in real life and the kazillions of pics uploaded to flikr, facebook etc that when confronted with a monochrome image we are taken aback. The lack of colour makes us see things we see all the time like we haven’t before, in the same way that a great timing hifi can make us hear songs we know with new ears. The missing colours are the photography equivalent of the spaces between the notes. You still need a great musician of course, a poor photo is poor whether B&W or colour and no wonder hifi can make Celine Dion sound good. But, just like a great musician knows where the pauses need to be to make chords we all know special, a great photographer knows how to make old French letter boxes or a pile of discarded pallets look great by removing the colours.
No need to go into a political rant here concerning the recent Riots (mainly) in London and other UK cities as the tabloids and broadsheets, and of course facebook etc, have covered all bases more than adequately. What I do want to say though is my full respect goes out to every one of the photographers, film camera operators and front of lens journalists who showed more bravery than I may have had I been in the thick of it. It’s easy to forget that in a very visual society where everyone is Flickr-ing that there are still some extremely dedicated professionals leaping into the thick of it to bring us some amazing images. I know this happens all the time all over the world but this really hit home as the recent events were so close to home. I was actually staying in Highbury when it all kicked off up the road in Tottenham. Some of these guys and girls were attacked for trying to record the events, and this is a stark difference to the safety of capturing art images of French post boxes and old carparks that I consider hardcore camera work. It all matters and it is all photography but I for one am glad that these photographers prove that there is still a need for professionals be it in art, reportage, portraiture, landscape etc. Flooding Flickr and facebook with millions of images is all well and good but these people really raise the bar and show great strength of character in doing so. My gratitude goes to all those that brought us closer to these events and all those other moments we would never be a part of without them.
On Wednesday I was interviewed by Stephen Cotterell, a London based photographer for a podcast he puts out on his website and via itunes. I hadn’t met Steve before but it was obvious we would hit it off as he came into my living room and exclaimed “I’m in love with your record player”
The podcast is all about photography but we spent a long time chatting about everything from winter motorcycling gloves to The Dead Kennedys and Marilyn Manson.
It’s quite a weird experience being interviewed and recorded and at first you feel like you should check yourself or reel in your answers a bit. This feeling soon evaporates which is good because I would hate to give a false impression of myself and feel it is much more honest to tell it like it is. Still a tiny insight into how the famous and infamous must live every day though and I’m sure they always reel in their answers.
Stephen always starts each podcast with the question “who is (interviewees name)? Funnily enough this is the hardest question to answer as how often do we really look at ourselves like that, and when we do it’s generally not with a mike stuffed in our faces.
Great experience and really glad I did it. It might even make me look at my photography in a new light. Should anyone be interested in listening to me banging on about photography in general and how I got involved with taking pictures in particular can find the podcast on itunes. Just search for Photography 121 Stephen Cotterell in the podcast section of said apple store. It is also on Stephens webpage http://www.cotterell.net/_/Podcast/Podcast.html with a portrait for those who can stomach seeing as well as hearing me. I’m number thirteen on the list. I have been thinking about maybe doing some photography based courses and although I have no problem talking to groups the experience of being recorded will considerably help me structure them.
I’ll talk more about that idea in my next blog but if you have any opinion or suggestion on how you would like a learning/discovering experience photography wise I’m all ears.
Well the ten prints for the open house show in Worthing became thirteen. With the aid of great friends, my lovely lady and just a little profanity we got them grouped on the wall. Even if I say so myself (and I do) they look superb. Some in thick black wood frames others in white or brushed alu make for a fantastic display. Had loads of positive feedback from many visitors and made a sale so a great start. Still got two more weeks of display time so if you haven’t already popped in then I’m in Mooeys Mocha Shop opposite Worthing town hall. I’m the one gibbering in the corner. I can’t resist the excellent coffee and drink enough to have me shaking like a power lifter doing a clean and jerk. Tripod at the ready as hand holding a camera really isn’t an option while this show is on.
Well maybe not a Tour de France but six weeks and 1200kms cycling around Normandy and Brittany must count for something. Obviously along with clothes, tent, sleeping bag, cooking equipment and emergency bottle of wine I had the EOS1 and 24-105 strapped to the bike. I actually looked jealously upon my ladies little pocket digital a couple of times but that was only when cycling uphill on hot days.
Back home and the darkroom calls, assuming my aching knees will hold me up.
I have space for ten framed images in an upcoming open house exhibition and with only two weeks to go I want to get at least two or three new photographs on the wall that are not yet on the site. The open house is not my own residence but the truly wonderful Mooeys Mocha Shop opposite Worthing town hall. The normal open house trail shows off your work over three weekends but as Mooeys is open every day my work will be on display for 21 days straight.
http://worthingopenhouses.com/ has all the info, and I will be about as much as I can so hope to see a few of you there over coffee. Just don’t be offended if I don’t stand up to greet you, the old legs are still a little shakey.
Finally emerging from a marathon session in the darkroom this weekend had me feeling a little like a Chillean miner. Only a little mind you as it was nearly as dark and gloomy outside as it was in my warm red glow. Pretty much perfect printing weather as I don’t mind being cocooned in the dark when I can hear the rain hammering down outside.
Still scratching my head over the missing Beijing film but very pleased with a couple of new images from Xian.
The final updates to the site should occur very soon and I shall then spend the winter trying to promote a bit of growth. Thinking along traditional lines mixed with some off the wall ideas to get a few more of my images onto walls. As much as I love the printing process it’s all about getting my pictures out of the dark and into the light.
“Must get the last of my China trip films developed” I have been telling myself for a couple of weeks. Mountain bikes, some excellent recent album releases from great bands and local pubs putting on some wonderful winter porters, have all contributed to this not happening. However at eight thirty this morning I could hardly use beer as an excuse, well, not without raising a couple of eyebrows, most likely her eyebrows at that! So out came the dev tank and in went the film.
The thing with China is it looks just like a British seaside town. Well it did in these negs anyway. OK, clearly this was a reel taken back here in good old Blighty, yet I have been convinced for weeks that this was the last film from this years Asia jaunt. I have Da Tong, Xian, Guangzhou and Hong Kong but Beijing is not present.
Definately a Chinese Take-away.
Although I am still updating the site as I go along, that is not the uphill I refer to in the title. No, the site is almost where I want it; a couple of minor text changes and the removal of some and the addition of other work and I am there.
There are obviously times when I spot something that I would like to photograph but don’t have my camera with me. Sometimes this is a lost opportunity as it is something that will not be there on my return, or I hope it will be but isn’t. I am collecting images on a particular subject for a book I hope to put together and quite often miss a potential shot as it is just impractical to have my equipment with me at all time. I don’t drive so cycle for most journeys which means I tend to carry my camera when in a photography mood rather than always having it in the motor which would be relatively easy I guess. The bike allows me to see so much more on a trip which may be why I miss more shots than if I was hammering to my destination as fast as I could in a car while raging at all other road users. So six of one as they say!
It is the bike(s) that are linked to the uphill in the title however, and unfortunately it is a literal uphill. This one is an off road uphill which means the mountain bike. Unlike the road bike it does not come laden down with racks and bags and so anything I need to carry goes on my back and not the bike.
I was out pounding the hills a couple of days ago and spotted a lovely old stone gateway which, although not my usual sort of subject, at least deserves me having a go at it in my own particular style. The hill was hard enough without a tripod and a bag of camera gear swinging around me as I pedal but I can’t really use the it won’t be there when I go back excuse as It looked as if it may have hung in there for a hundred years or so already.
Now, I wonder if I can get away without the tripod?
Those of you with a keen eye-and I like to think you all have a keen eye if you are looking at a photography website- may have noticed some changes to the layout of this site. These changes are ongoing at the time of writing and will continue over the next few weeks as I continue to re-think and update.
The original design was great and served me very well, but as the rest of the world went all twittery, blogtastic and wanted their faces in the book I needed to catch up and maximise interest in my work. Just like decorating, once one bit was refreshed the rest looked a little dated and so that was brought up to scratch which meant the next page had to be…well I’m sure you get the picture (no pun intended).
Going forward from here you will see, more limited, limited numbering (don’t panic existing customers you will be looked after) new images coming very soon and hopefully lots more customer feedback. It’s possible that I may add a bread and butter section selling non limited smaller prints and horror of horrors, these might include colour and or digital. This would never be my primary work as the black and white darkroom is too strong a pull for me but it would be nice to offer the chance of owning one of my images to a wider audience. I would love some of your thoughts on any of the changes that have taken place or those mentioned above that may be coming.
